Sundays Are For Sebastian #130

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.

I traveled to Houston with the boys–we were there to meet my wife who was there on an interview. I told my two little knuckleheads that there would be someone there holding a sign with my name on it as the hospital that was interviewing my wife had sent a car service to pick us up. As we were approaching baggage claim to meet the driver I intimated to the boys “If the sign says ‘Mr. Kang’ [my wife’s last name] I might go ballistic.”

Without missing a beat, Sebastian, who has taken a sudden interest in cars replied: “But all will be forgiven if he shows up in a convertible.”