For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for November 07, 2024

Here, have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I wonder what my wife is planning for Thanksgiving dinner.

To bad Garfield® is NOT around!!!

;-)

Then give it to Edgar; he’s right under the table.

I know how she feels. When I was four my mother and Aunt left the husbands home and took me to visit a very wealth relative. They served us corned beef hash. ( The butler served it) I loudly announced that I hated corned beef hash. My mother must have been so embarrassed.

EVERY kid likes lasagna. (Well, ok, some people put things in lasagna a kid might not like…)

go home or starve.

From Lynn’s Comments: I once invited a little friend for dinner—without first asking my mom. Mom was a generous person so I couldn’t understand why she was angry with me. I had no idea that we couldn’t afford to share the 4 pork chops she’d planned to cook, so she made was a “stew” out of them. I never did that again.

Took me until my fifties to develop a taste for lasagna.

Can we move onto something else besides “Cousin Oliver“?

Elly needs to learn to say no to April. Every time the kid begs or throws a tantrum she gives in.

Garfield would be ashamed of you!

I like the touch of Becky sitting on a book. That brings back the memory of my sitting on a copy of the Columbus, Ohio, Yellow Pages.

Enter Rod Sterling: “Imagine it you will a child that doesn’t like lasagna…..”

Lasagna – it’s what’s for dinner. Your choice is to eat it or not. I’m good with either choice.

April – “But look what you can do with the cheese” as she drapes a stringy glob over her upper lip.

tough kid… you wanted to come over.

NAILED IT!

Yep, real life is never as funny as make believe.

It seems that happens a lot.

LOL…. Kids ~

Could be worse. Liver and onions.