Baldo by Hector D. Cantú and Carlos Castellanos for December 13, 2020

sea preparado (be prepared)

Time for the ring cam.

Except he would know that he wasn’t there before.

I’ve thought of doing similar, though, pretending to have gotten up for a drink rather than just heading to bed…

Time for a Ring doorbell camera.

Oh, this guy is too clever

Ok, I admit, that’s pretty clever. I wouldn’t have thought of that back then.

I never could have done that.

The dogs would bark :-))

Well played Baldo!

Been there, done that.

my folks never minded me being late – i’d always find a phone booth and call them when i was supposed to be in and let them know situation…never got in trouble

Wished I’d have thought of that one back then.

I think the only reason my Dad let me have a motorcycle was that it was impossible to sneak in late on it. You could hear that big beast roar blocks away!

I even tried cutting the engine and pushing that it home – he still was waiting up for me ( and trying not to laugh ).

Oh that is sneaky, Baldo. And with malice aforethought, too. Sigh.

Oh great, Team Baldo – give the kids ideas…

Very smart AND well planned…..

I hope he changed inside the house, and not out on the porch…

Sneaky I like it

I think Papi will catch on to this one soon enough.

So Baldo’s a liar now.

How inventive!

“Oh what a tangled web we weave…” Be careful Baldo!

That boy is going to be president some day. (I feel sorry for him)

All Papi has to do is check the bed and see if it is warm.

Baldo is not stupid

Very disappointing, I thought Baldo had better character than that

Feel the hood of his car.

This is not good, Baldo. Lying to your Papi.

Baldo DID learn something from the Boy Scouts.

He’s Prepared.

When I was in college, grad school, and after while still living at home (working part time in college, full time during grad school and after) I would visit my boyfriend at his parents house after work or classes at night (and this was from when I was 20 to 27, not a kid). My parent’s house has the master bedroom up a flight of stairs from the other bedrooms. My mom left their bedroom door when they went to bed. I was to close the door when I got home so they would know I was home – mom told me she could not sleep until I was home.

One night I tripped near the top of the stairs. Hit the door and then the floor HARD and screamed in pain. My parents did not wake up. So much for she can’t sleep until I was home.