Baby Blues by Rick Kirkman and Jerry Scott for November 19, 2023

Zoe and Hammie been drinking the coffee, again?

Don’t wanna be TOO cute. We poor manly men can’t stand the distraction.

Children are like hang overs… self inflicted. You knew what the out come could be, but you just had to have one more.

That’s what my future generations gonna be like once I turn 18.

Just another day!

“Cute” got you into this mess.

For all the noise the older two are making, it’s the quiet, little one that’s making a big sticky mess.

Didn’t know sippy-cups could have their contents poured out as one the purposes of them was to prevent spills. None of the sippy-cups my kids had would pour; just dribble a bit then the vacuum vs content density balanced.

Things were kind of boring back then.

Why is Wren spilling out her juice? She’s old enough to know that she can just leave the cup on the floor if she doesn’t want it.

“It kids pretty loud around here!”

Hello morning, my old friend

You’ve come to bother me again

Because a sibling is softly creeping

To tease his sister while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of violence

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

’Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes witnessed the sibling tensions

That split the night

And destroyed the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand legos, maybe more

Scattered in front of his sisters door

Zoe stepping with out seeing

While her shrieks of anger and pain she had to share

No one dared

Leave us a little sound of silence

“Fools” said I, "You do not know

Why we had children who act so

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms that I might reach you"

But my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells sibling hell

And the neighbors bowed and prayed

For peace and quite for just one day

And a sign flashed out its warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the prophets

Are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls

Keep your d@mn kids silent.

“Totally telling” as opposed to just partially telling? I guess partially telling would be to leave out the parts of the fight, argument, etc. that were your fault.

Just another average day at the MacPhersons.

They’ll be late for church.

Those were the days my friend, we thought they’d never end…….

So that Life should be so Simple!!..

But Wanda, where was the excitement in that?

When mine were that age I couldn’t remember a time when things were different. I could barely remember the day before

And the teen years were worse.And I miss then all

I’m just surprised one of the kids said “pardon me;”

Those were the days my friend, I thought they’d never end ♪♪

iT’S GREAT TO STAY UP LATE…

gOOD MORNBING,gOOD mORNING TO YOU….

That must be pretty strong lipstick if she can drink coffee after applying it.

Haha! (＾▽＾) Ahh the joys of having kids…