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.
Me: “Sebastian, what is the date today?”
Sebastian: “May thirty-oneth.”
Me: “What is the date tomorrow?”
Seba: “June Oneth.”
Nathan: “And the day after that?”
Seba: “June Tooth.”
Seba: “What’s so funny?”
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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This one had me snorting with laughter. I want to squish this fella.
He has us all wrapped around his little finger. Not good for the teenage years…
He must keep you in stitches all the time. Too cute.
We have found ourselves trying to repress our laughter–he is already a little politician, he does not need any more encouragement!
Too funny. Now I’m starting to wonder if you’re making this up. 🙂
I make up a lot of stuff, but not with this kid–there is no way I could think of some of the things he says!
The thing is, Sebastian is right. It’s the rest of the world that’s confused. I ❤ Sebastian.
We ❤ him as well! And you're right–he has an innate ability to look at something we see as "normal" and point out how ridiculous it truly is. I hope he never loses that!