Sebastian is our fourteen-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. 

This past summer, Sebastian and I were in Paris and while walking back from the Eiffel Tower, we passed le Pont d’Alma.

Me: “That’s where Princesses Di died.”

Sebastian: “Who?”

Me: “Princesses Diana.”

Sebastian: “Am I supposed to know who that is?”

Me: “You’re kidding, right?”

Seba: “Do you mean Princess Diana like Wonder Woman?”