I am once again on the road this week, this time I am in Truckee, California for a couple of days before heading to Dry Creek Valley later today. As I normally do, I revisit one of my favorite editions of Sundays Are For Sebastian.
Today’s flashback comes from 2015 when Sebastian was seven years old….
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.
We were on the plane heading back from the in-laws in California. Per normal, my mother-in-law packed an array of snacks for the boys: chips, rice balls, sushi, dry cereal, etc.
Sebastian had made his way through most of it and had finally started working on the cereal. My wife asked for the bag back, figuring he had consumed enough.
Sebastian: “Can I just finish the bag? There is not much left…”
My wife: “I don’t know, doesn’t your tummy hurt?”
Sebastian: “Not yet.”