Sundays Are For Sebastian—#28

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.

With Halloween just around the corner, I thought I would revisit last year’s “holiday” when Sebastian was four….

Sebastian was reluctant to take part in his half of the social contract that is Halloween. It took a considerable amount of time to convince him that he needed to say “Trick or Treat” when the door was opened.

Shortly after I actually got him to utter the words audibly, this exchange occurred:

Sebastian: “Trick or treat” said to the adult dressed up as Elmo (really? self-respect?).

The red clad “man” responded: “Trick!” (There is always one….)

After an awkward pause, Sebastian looked me (I shrugged), then turned back to Elmo, removed his Darth Vader mask and said: “Can I just have some candy?”


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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13 Responses to Sundays Are For Sebastian—#28

  1. vicbriggs says:

    Haha! Great story, although perhaps he can learn a few tricks for next year for those daring few 🙂 and still get the candy.


  2. How cute. I’m sure he keeps you entertained.


  3. Bravo, Sebastian. Adult Elmo associations scare me. I’d have just walked away… Glad your son got straight to the point. 🙂


  4. PinotNinja says:

    You know you’ve got a good kid when he’s already smart enough to just sigh, roll his eyes, and refuse to indulge an adult dressed as a muppet.


  5. Clearly the apple did not fall very far from the tree.


  6. Duff's Wines says:

    I had a similar Halloween experience with my youngest. After a couple houses where I walked to the door with him I waited by the curb while he walked alone to the door and rang the bell. I watched as an exchange took place, the door closed and my son ran back out to me shouting, “Dad, guess what? They gave me candy, too!” What happens that turns that into a nonchalance about this weird yet endearing tradition?


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