I am once again on the road this week. I was in South Lake Tahoe this past week with my wife’s family, and now driving back to the Bay Area. As I usually do while I am on the road, I re-blog a Sundays for Sebastian. Today’s comes from a couple of years ago, when Sebastian was six….
Sebastian is my six-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.
A couple of summers ago while I was out in California, my wife took the boys out to eat at our local restaurant. There, she asked the boys about their day at camp.
My wife: “So what did you do today Seba?”
Sebastian: “Went swimming, played soccer, um, had lunch, and then played outside. Can I go to the bathroom?”
My wife: “Of course.”
Moments later, he sat down, had a couple of bites of his dinner, and said:
“Oh, and I just remembered, I lost my underwear.”
My wife: “You lost your underwear? What are you wearing now?”
Seba: (As he took another bite) “Nothing.”