He is 4 years old, unfiltered, and my life-coach/spiritual advisor. He is the great and all-powerful Sabas.
During my most recent therapy session with Sabas, he looked at my right knee which was peeking through the orange-sized hole in my jeans. He stared for a moment, putting his thoughts together, as I feverishly opened the Notes app on my iPhone to type in what was sure to be more brilliance from his 4-year-old mind.
The conversation went like this:
Sabas: "Matt, only girls have pants with holes in them."
Sabas: "That's OK, you can glue them."
It's that simple.
On another occasion I saw something on Sabas' neck and said, "What's that on your kneck?" Without skipping a beat, Sabas answered "I think it's cow poop that makes the plants grow."
When it comes to life coaching, Sabas' rules are simple. For example, on a recent walk to the corner store, I told Sabas I only had one rule. Sabas responded with a very important rule of his own for the trip.
Me: "Here's the rule! You have to walk with us. You can't run ahead of us."
Sabas: "And Matt, rule #2: No farting."
That's all for today.