Sundays Are For Sebastian—#127

Sebastian is my seven-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.

 

It is early Sunday morning and like many, I am still trying to grasp what happened in Paris a couple of days ago. During my years as a cycling tour guide in Europe, the company’s office was (and is) located in Paris and thus I have dear friends there, whoo are all physically unharmed thank goodness.

Still, this little blog seems a little inconsequential just a few hours after the attack, but I decided to re-publish a few “French-themed” Sundays Are For Sebastian today (both of my boys attended a French immersion school and are both fluent in French).

SAFS #65 (7/6/14)

Sebastian has been in a French immersion school for two years now. Yesterday he said to his mother:

“Mommy, I am going to teach you French!”

My wife: “That’s great! Why?”

Seba: “‘Cause your French stinks.”

SAFS #42 (1/26/14)

My wife: “What do you want for breakfast?”

Sebastian: “Chips!”

My wife (in French): “Impossible.”

Sebastian: “That means not possible….”

My wife: “Right.”

Sebastian: “Well, it COULD be possible if you said yes….”

SAFS #30 (11/3/13)

Sebastian uttered his first official unprovoked ‘sentence’ in French yesterday: “Tu touches, tu manges” (You touch it, you eat it) as he made a B-line for his brother’s Halloween candy basket….

SAFS #25 (9/30/13)

We often play “How do you say _____ in French?” at breakfast. This morning I asked Nathan (10 years old) “How do you say lightbulb in French?” (The answer is “ampoule.”)

Nathan (after a moment of reflection): “Lightbulb, lightbulb, what does it start with?”

Sebastian (4 years old): “LLLLLLLightbulb, like LLLLLLion.”

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My street when I’m in Paris.

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—#127

  1. sallybr says:

    I expected you to bring some French into the Sunday feature. Paris is my home away from home, and I share the shock, the frustration, and the anger that unfortunately starts to build even in the most pacifist soul. Too horrific.

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    • When I was studying over there, I avoided Paris for I feared that I would be too distracted. When I started leading trips in France, I hated Paris as I was always there alone. When I got married and had children, I realized that there is no place I would rather share with them than Paris.

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  2. lulu says:

    Lightheartedness is welcome in times of turmoil.

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  3. I am glad to hear your Paris friends are safe. And Seba’s humor is much welcomed!

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  4. barnraised says:

    Good ones. And humor (especially involving a sweet little boy) is always healing!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. ChgoJohn says:

    Nice to read something French and smile.

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