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.
I was drinking some Champagne for ‘Champagne Day’ when Sebastian came up to me. He LOVES Champagne and asked if he could have some.
Since he has me wrapped around his little finger, I acquiesced.
Right before he took a sip he paused and asked: “What kind is it?”
I said, “Pommery.”
He smirked, thought about it, and then took a sip.
“How is it?” I asked.
“It’s OK.” And he walked away.