While I am not on the road this week, my wife is in Fort Worth at an AAU basketball tournament with Sebastian. I originally was slotted to make the four-hour drive to take him, but in the end I stayed home to try to get my ailing wine cellar up and running again. Anyway, I thought I would repost this version of Sundays Are For Sebastian from six years ago:
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.
Monday was Sebastian’s second try at breaking his first board in Tae Kwon Do. The first immediately followed his brother’s successful attempt on Saturday, which did not go well (it ended in tears).
The following two days included at least a dozen requests to buy some boards of our own to practice on. There was also this exchange:
Sebastian: “Can I try to break Nathan’s board again?”
Me: “No, the pieces are too small.”
Sebastian: “Can’t we just tape it back together?”
At the next class, Sebastian was determined to try again. Here was the result:
the drunken cyclist 