Baby Blues by Rick Kirkman and Jerry Scott for March 02, 1991

Aaaa one of my favorites

Yep. It had to be a dead fly…

With my daughter, it was a cat’s face (there were 4 to choose from).

With me, I would be taken outside, in a yard full of toys: balls, jump rope, wagon, tricycle, playhouse, and swing set, and I would dig in the dirt and play with sticks and rocks. Seriously, my poor parents had to designate a corner of the yard for me, because I had a little shovel and I was digging up the lawn. I would dig for dinosaurs, or fill the hole with water and play in it. I would collect rocks and sticks and bugs. And then I grew up to love the outdoors and nature. Moral of the story: don’t buy your kids 1 million toys. Take them outside, and teach them to enjoy nature.

Yup, though usually it’s the boxes these expensive toys come in they’d rather play with.

Interesting and edible, too.

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