Sebastian is my eight-year old and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people. 

In the car the other day….

Seba: “Do you know the author of a book from Philadelphia?”

Me: “Probably, why?”

Seba: “There is one coming to our class next month.”

Me: “Oh really? Do you know the name of the author?”

Seba: “Nope.”

Me: “Well do you know the titles of any of the books?”

Seba: “Nope.”

I laughed.

Seba: “What’s so funny?”