All Births Final

Sorry for the late post. Busy doing school signings for Odd Squad in Chicago.  Exhausting, but fun.  Kids are surprisingly tolerant of rambling cartoonists.

 

Hug, Hug Me Do

No, “too-planned parenthood” is not some veiled comment on Planned Parenthood.

Unless you want it to be.  In which case, go ahead and ascribe whatever political motives you like.

Those of you who see subliminal subversion where it isn’t know you were going to do that anyway.

Kids: Just In It For the Ice Cream

I love my two daughters.  And I’m sure they love me.  Well,… not sure. How can you be really sure. Who knows? Maybe they secretly despise me.

Maybe they’re bio-engineered robot skeleton invaders and I and millions of other parents have been unwittingly chosen to assimilate them into earth culture so that at a predetermined time they could attack us and rip out our spleens.

But probably not.

Sugar Induced Naughtiness

Kids  do bounce.  Not high.  You have to really pay attention to see it,… but they do bounce.

There may be a broken limb or three.  Or a mild to moderate concussion, but they do bounce.  Therapy, both physical and psychological, may be required, but they do bounce.

Later in life, they may overreact to their having bounced by making their own kids live in a hermetically sealed bounce resistant padded bubble.

But they do bounce.

They do.

And that’s my revisionist-history-parenting-story and I’m sticking to it.

Top 5 Reasons Kids Are Mostly Parent Proof

5.  They bounce.

4.  Selective hearing.

3.  Grandparents.

2.  Idiot retardant

1.  Way, WAY smarter than they look.

Hide and Hide

When my girls were little we played a game called Hide and Hide.   They’d go hide while I counted to 100.   Slowly.  In my head.  While watching golf.   It bought me about ten minutes of solitude.  

Once.  

Side note:   T did a nice job with the victorious shadow in the last panel.

Bad Dad

I don’t know who’s got more therapy in their future — the son or the father?