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: “Who are you picking for the Super Bowl?”

Me: “Who do you have?”

Seba: “The 49ers are going to crush them.”

Me: “Then I have the Chiefs.”

Seba: “Nope. 49ers and not close.”

Me: “Every single prediction you have ever made has been wrong, so I am taking the Chiefs.’

Seba: “It is all a part of my strategy.”

Me: “What strategy?”

Seba: “99% of all gamblers quit before they hit it big. So my strategy is to just keep betting until I win it big.”

Me: “You are never allowed to go to Las Vegas. Ever.”