I am once again on the road this week, this time heading back from Rome with the family after close to two weeks in Europe. As I normally do, I revisit one of my favorite editions of Sundays Are For Sebastian.
Today’s flashback comes from 2016 when Sebastian was eight years old….
Sebastian is my eight-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 was late in the afternoon and Sebastian wanted to play a game of foosball before I started dinner….
Me: “Alright let’s be quick like bunnies.”
Seba: “Bunnies aren’t fast.”
Me: “There are at some things….”
Seba: “What? Eating carrots?”
Me: (Laugh) “Yeah, something like that.”
Seba (persisting): “What is it then? Hopping?”
Me: “Getting warmer….”
the drunken cyclist 