Sebastian is my eleven-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. 

Before the pandemic hit, Sebastian and Nathan’s cousins were in town. They were all playing video games upstairs when Seba came downstairs claiming to be hungry.

Me: “Where do you want to go to lunch?”

Seba: “I don’t know.”

Me: “Go up and ask the other guys.

All three were sitting on the couch, glued to the screen.

Seba: “Nathan?…Nathan?…NATHAN?!”

Nathan (glued to the video game, without looking away): “Huh?”

Seba: “Where do you want to go to lunch?”

Nathan: “I dunno.”

Seba (to a cousin): “Ethan?…Ethan?…ETHAN?!”

Ethan (glued to the video game, without looking away): “Huh?”

Seba: “Where do you want to go to lunch?”

Ethan: “I dunno.”

Seba (to the second cousin): “Elliot?…Elliot?…ELLIOT?!”

Elliot (glued to the video game, without looking away): “Huh?”

Seba: “Where do you want to go to lunch?”

Elliot: “I dunno.”