Sebastian is our thirteen-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. 

Several weeks ago we were driving up to Cleveland to drop off Nathan at college. As we have been known to do, we played several rounds of random trivia. On one such volley:

Me: “Who was killed to start WWI?”

Nathan: “Archduke Ferdinand.”

Seba: “Ferdinand the bull? I doubt that’s true.”

Nathan: “You do know that is a cartoon, right?”