I’m glad today’s strip proved me wrong about what I said in yesterday’s strip. I need to keep that more in mind. However, I am not an Elly hater. I took into regard the myriad of messes the kids made behind Elly’s back and thought that “Kids + Mud = Uh-oh!” would’ve been instinctual to her at this point, though that would kill the comic’s punchline. That’s how my mom raised me. She was a teacher who worked with hundreds of little kids every year and got very good at knowing the habits of kids, good and bad. She insisted on a clean house with minimal mess and always took time out of her busy schedule to check on me and my friends as soon as we got in from playing outside. She made us take off our shoes and jackets then had us march to the bathroom to wash our hands, and she spelled it out clearly so there were no excuses. Those of us with dirt on our faces had them wiped with damp paper towels. She didn’t bring hot water and soap to us, and I never dared to think of her as a servant let alone refer to her as such. I’m grateful for what she had me do because she ingrained it into a healthy habit and it built a sense of trust.