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. 

Nathan is home for the summer and consequently, there has been a lot more banter around the dinner table. On one such occasion…

Nathan: “What’s astronomy?”

Sebastian: “You mean pastrami, like the meat?”

Nathan: “You’re an idiot.”

Sebastian: “Wait, do you mean astrology? Isn’t that the same thing?”