Sebastian is our sixteen-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 recently discovered that his barber is a sports card collector, one of Sebastian’s on-again, off-again passions.
Seba: “Next time I’ll pay him with cards!”
Me: “That would not be very smart.”
Seba: “Why not?”
Me: “Because I pay for your haircuts.”
Seba: “Oh yeah, good point.”
Sebastian wants to major in business in college.
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