Sebastian is our thirteen-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. 

My in-laws were over and we were drinking some Chandon Rosé (a sparkling wine from California).

Sebastian is a bit of a champagne hound (which makes me so proud, sure, he is only 12, but still) and always wants a taste.

I pour his mother a glass.

Sebastian (indicating he would like a sip): “Is that champagne?”

Me: “No. It’s sparkling wine, from California.”

Seba: “Ew!” And he recoils his hand as if it had touched a hot stove.