Sebastian our my twelve-year-old son 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. 

It was a Friday evening and Nathan’s (who is 17) new “girlfriend” (he bristles at that term) was over for pizza and to “hang out.” After dinner, the pair headed up to the game room to play a board game.

Me: “Do we know how long she is ‘hanging out”?”

My wife: “I have no idea.”

Sebastian: “Is she having a sleepover?”

My wife: “Um, no.”

Later that evening, the two decided to watch a movie.

Sebastian: “Can I play X-Box in the play room and they watch the movie somewhere else?”

My wife: “Where would you suggest they watch the movie?” (My wife and I were watching a movie in the living room).

Seba: “Your bedroom!”

Both of us, in unison: “Um, no.”