It is now the last day of April, and I am once again away from home, this time participating in the two-day ride from Houston to Austin in support of the Multiple Sclerosis Society. As is my practice when away from home, I publish a previous version of Sundays Are For Sebastian, this one from three years ago….

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.

My wife: “How was school?”

Sebastian: “You want the good news or the bad news?”

My wife: “The good news.”

[Pause]

Sebastian: “Choose again—there is only bad news.”