Even with one kid, two hands aren’t enough.
R.J. never drinks milk. Yoo-Hoo is the closest he gets.
Buried under a tidal wave of puns.
Because the kids have no idea what tastes good.
The dust of ages…
I saw one that was almost solid black a while ago. New stealth model, I guess.
Tripods to hang a pot on. The good old days.
Thank you. That explains it.
He’s working through lunch.
The two creators and Shaenon’s kid, for those who don’t know.