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.
OK. Fair warning. There is some colorful language below, but my sons are now 21 and 15 and I have long since relinquished any sort of control of their utterances.
Son A: “Why are you being an a$$&*!?
Son B: “Bad word!”
Son A: “Why are you being a d!ç* cheese?
Son B: “[Son A] just called me a d cheese where d stands for another word for ding-a-ling!”
Me: “Um. Work it out?”
The other recurring theme is that my lovely wife “needs” to take photos every three seconds or so.
