Sebastian is my ten-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.
We went for our semi-regular Sunday bike ride where we ride about 10 miles, have lunch downtown, and then return via the same route.
The boys and I went to get the bikes ready after lunch while my wife was paying the bill. It was taking her longer than expected.
Nathan: “While we’re waiting, let’s play ‘I spy.’ Seba you go first.”
Sebastian (while staring directly at his brother): “OK, I spy with my little eye something dumb.”