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.”
My street when I’m in Paris.
the drunken cyclist 
Précieux!
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On le pense aussi….
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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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Lightheartedness is welcome in times of turmoil.
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I would gladly give up some humor for less turmoil.
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Enjoy it while it’s there.
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I am glad to hear your Paris friends are safe. And Seba’s humor is much welcomed!
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They are, and thank you!
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Good ones. And humor (especially involving a sweet little boy) is always healing!
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Both my boys have the ability to brighten up even the darkest of days. We are certainly fortunate….
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Nice to read something French and smile.
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Very well put, my friend….
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