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.

Late last night we returned from two weeks in California for Spring Break. This encounter, however, comes from last year’s Spring Break, when Sebastian was five (and a half)….

While visiting his grandparents in the suburbs….

My wife: “Sebastian, wait for me in the garage.”

Sebastian: “OK!”

[Pause]

Seba: “What’s a garage?”

Maybe we have lived in the city for too long….

Rock City is not close to Wine Country, but that is not really the point…