A couple of months ago, I started a new weekly theme: Sundays are for Sebastian. Sebastian is my four year old 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. Nonetheless, here is another gem:
I took Sebastian to his classmate’s birthday party. Just after he finished his cake, Sebastian comes up to me and starts massaging my chest.
[Pause]
Seba: “What’s this?”
Me: “My chest.”
Seba: [Still massaging] “No really, what is this.”
Me: “It is my chest.”
[Pause]
Seba: “You sure it does not start with a ‘B’?”
My diet begins now.
the drunken cyclist 
hahaha 🙂 your kid was curious about the B in your C. 🙂
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Ha!
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Sundays with Sebastian is now my favorite of your series.
Just to warn you, Sebastian is going to have a wee bit of trouble in school because he’s too smart. He’s going to know exactly which teachers care about him and his education (and are therefore helping him learn the stuff he needs/wants to learn) and which ones are merely giving him senseless irrelevant busy-work to make sure he knows who’s boss (“do this because I said so!”). He won’t like the ones who became teachers because they like to boss kids around. Fortunately for my Sebastian-like child, 9/10 of his teachers were the good kind of teacher.
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You are far too kind, and you nailed it exactly on the head—the kid has more social intelligence than the rest of his family combined! He has all the adults in his school wrapped around his little finger. They call him the “politician”. I think they mean it as a compliment, I think….
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From the mouths of babes….the brutal honest truth and nothing but! Can’t wait for the teen years!!!!
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I can wait a little longer before they become teens–they are so kind and malleable right now!
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Am back reading. Sebastian could have been either one of my boys! 🙂
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