Sebastian is our fifteen-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. 

Sebastian is notoriously averse to eating vegetables of any kind. So much so that when we require that he gets at least one vegetable on his Five Guys burger, he always opts for lettuce (it is worth ordering a cheeseburger with only lettuce just to see the reaction of the counter person).

I regularly try to ask him about his day at school and one of the topics is usually lunch…

Me: “What was for lunch today?”

Seba: “Tacos.”

Me: “How did they serve them? Already all made up?”

Seba: “No, they gave you them and then you could add whatever to them.”

Me: “So there was a taco bar?”

Seba: “Yeah.”

Me: “So they just gave you a taco with meat in it?”

Seba: “Yeah.”

Me: “And what did you add to yours?”

Seba: “Nothing.”