Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for January 14, 2021

Sleep, Calvin. It might be the only rest you’ll get for a while.

creepy (stern father suggesting a discussion for later)

Just hold Hobbes paw and you’ll probably be fine.

Mom would give us a single swat to break the chain of kid-crazy. And then if the error was egregious enough, she’d tell us that our father would speak to us about it. Partly, that was good-cop / bad-cop but partly it was because being talked to by my dad was WAY worse than anything. He’d sit on the parental bed and he’d ask what happened. Which we had BETTER tell truly and completely because he had already heard from Mom. Then he’d suggest how we should  have behaved. Then he’d talk about what rules applied and how we should have understood that. Then we had to repeat back his WHOLE LECTURE… in OUR OWN WORDS. This wasn’t possible, so we’d get THE WHOLE LECTURE AGAIN. With footnotes. And then we would have to repeat it ALL (including footnotes) AGAIN. This would go on for CENTURIES of time (never less than 15 minutes by universal time, and seldom more than 45, but FORTY FIVE MINUTES when you’re standing, uncomfortable, trying to concentrate and 8 years old: Torture.)

Fortunately, we never had to wait longer than until “after supper”. Considering the number of kids they were feeding, I suppose it made sense to have one of them too worried to have an appetite.

And Calvin will blame all those nice peaceful snow goons? Right?

Snow goons are melted, where is your proof now?

Calvin reminds me of my oldest grandson. Active imagination and kinetic. A whirlwind….

Calvin’s lucky it wasn’t Mom who went out to get him…

Even Hobbes looks worried. :)

Along with making an appointment with the child psychologist again.

Sometimes you just have to suppress the urge to kill.

Now all you need is the monster under the bed and your night is complete….

In reality, the water in the hose should expand and burst it overnight.

In fairness, he said “get to bed,” not “get to sleep.”

Calvin should just grab a map and a snack and head to the yukon.

I just like the fact that from the initial slide, through the chase and the ensuing struggle……Calvin’s Dad did not lose his glasses!

One hoopy frood is Calvin’s dad.

“Well parents are the same no matter time nor placeSo to you all the kids all across the landTake it form meParents just don’t understand”Especially when it comes to snow goons

♫♪

Let me sleep on it

Baby, baby let me sleep on it

Let me sleep on it

And I’ll give you an answer in the morning

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If it’s after midnight, won’t they be discussing it later today?

I guess dad is worse than the snow goons.

Hobbes should check out the Korkeassaari Zoo on Twitter of a Siberian tiger mauling a snowman.

Ouch, Dad didn’t even wish him sweet dreams.

Amazing! After all that snow business, they need a little time to cool down.

make the most of it ya wont be able to for a long time

Great artwork!

An army of snow goons is as nothing compared to waiting to see if morning brings “angry, vindictive parents” or “boys will be boys” Mom and Dad. (It depends on whether Dad suffered a hairline fracture in his fall.)

Heh, I always thought Calvin’s dad looked kind of like Yo-Yo Ma the cellist in the third panel, as I remembered seeing him on “Sesame Street” and “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” and “Arthur” as a kid.

Instead of counting sheep he is counting his blessings

But how well could you withstand a calm discussion of wholesome principles?

“Dad don’t kill me. I can explain.” Perhaps Luke should have tried that line on his father.

Sure- put a soaking wet, cold, stuffed animal in the bed with your kid. Isn’t that some form of punishment?

One of the best ever!

Dad didn’t ask you to go to sleep, he just said go to bed. He doesn’t expect you to get any sleep.

Never go to bed angry. Unless you’re into that kind of thing.

This will hurt me more than it does you.

that’s the most funniest book I have ever read!!!! :DDD

“Ask Hobbes.”

There are many things that children know that they must unlearn when they become adults.

Try to hang on, Calvin. In about 30 years all of you will have a good laugh about this night. ..if you survive.

Oh my goodness! That thorough talk better not include a spanking!

My late male genetic contributor was routinely on the short list for “Worst Father of the Year”, but he did do one thing right – he taught me, very early, the difference between real life and make-believe.

Of course, the risk is that if Calvin develops that skill, he might lose Hobbes.

You should write a book.

Dad’s reaction reminds me of what my Mom said after I came home after getting drunk for the first time in my life (at 14), barfed in my bed and started the washing machine at 11PM. She took pity at the time because she found me huddled under my jacket on a bare mattress, but we DEFINITELY had that discussion the next day.