Sundays Are For Sebastian #299

Sebastian our my twelve-year-old son 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. 

One evening, while I was making dinner…

Nathan: “Sebastian, How do you spell ‘spaghetti’?”

Sebastian: “S-p-g…”

Me: “You might need to buy a vowel.”

Sebastian: “S-p-e-g…”

Me: “spAAAAH…”

Sebastian: “Oh! S-p-a-g-h-e-t-t-i.”

Nathan: “Dude, you don’t use a vowel but you know about the ‘h’?”


About the drunken cyclist

I have been an occasional cycling tour guide in Europe for the past 20 years, visiting most of the wine regions of France. Through this "job" I developed a love for wine and the stories that often accompany the pulling of a cork. I live in Houston with my lovely wife and two wonderful sons.
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