Sundays Are For Sebastian—#23

Several months ago, I started a new weekly theme: Sundays Are For Sebastian. Sebastian is my five 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.

When I dropped Sebastian off at school the other day, he was a mess—he did not want me to leave. It was the start of a new school year and he was apprehensive (to say the least): clinging to my leg, avoiding any contact with friends or teachers, and plenty of tears.

I finally calmed him down.

Me: “Promise you will be a good boy?”

“Yes”, he sobbed.

“Promise to listen to your teacher?”

“I promise” he replied with more sobbing.

“Promise not to be homesick?”

“Yes” he stammered through the crying.

As I reached the door he shouted out: “Daddy?” [Tears welling up]

He came running up to me.

“What does ‘homesick’ mean?”

Sebastian insisted on eating a Extreme Sour Warhead...

Sebastian insisted on eating a Extreme Sour Warhead…

About the drunken cyclist

I have been an occasional cycling tour guide in Europe for the past 20 years, visiting most of the wine regions of France. Through this "job" I developed a love for wine and the stories that often accompany the pulling of a cork. I live in Houston with my lovely wife and two wonderful sons.
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10 Responses to Sundays Are For Sebastian—#23

  1. Poor sentimental little tyke.


  2. Poor guy – I’m sure the first day went fine and he loves it now! (FYI – on your top header, you still say he is 4…)


  3. Those first days are just as hard (if not harder) on the parents. I hope you survived it.


  4. I have a three year old… boy do I know the concept. I am always worried that Beaumont will ask for wine when at school as he does at home… Little bastard seems to have a taste for vintage Champagne and great Burgs and Bordeaux! Love your blog!


    • Thanks for the comments Chef! Great food porn on your site, btw! Yeah, our five-year-old will come running when we have a flute of champagne and he has become quite the critic (and most of the time I agree with him!)…


  5. ps. Sundays are for my son as well!


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