February 07, 2019
January 17, 2018
It’s been a particularly messy week for Calvin.
The mud was calling his name.
“Couldn’t” or “Wouldn’t”?
get the garden hose, ma’am
It really couldn’t be avoided, once the law of gravity kicked in.
In the mind of a precocious 6 year-old boy, it’s unavoidable.
Yup. Once an idea forms, it is unavoidable.
Calvin couldn’t push Susie into a mud puddle yesterday so today he went with plan B.
In case you missed it yesterday, The Vicar of Dibley…. “The Puddle”…
Mom is about to show Calvin something else that couldn’t be avoided.
Calvin needs a dog named Louie
It reminds me of politicians … :)
Sigh! If only he could use his powers for good!
Why do parents have such a hard time understanding these things?
Mom, just lock him out and then turn the garden hose on him.
March is generally the dullest month.
No more snow to play in, but no springtime foliage whose beauty one can admire.
So, for Calvin, there’s nothing left but—mud!!
“Mistakes were made”
The good news is the flower bed is ready for planting… sort of.
A memory: My best friend when I was about 10 or 11 was the girl who lived next door, Taffy. She had freckles, and hated them. I told her that I had read somewhere that a mud pac on the face would take care of freckles. At the end of our driveway was a hole that was PERFECT for a mud puddle. I took her to it & we both slathered our faces with the mud. Neither of our mothers were very happy…and it did nothing to her freckles.
I am sure, ’Calvin’s’ mom believes that…….just like she believes that ‘Hobbes’ is real and IS the cause of all of ’Calvin’s’ problems ! ! ! !
I would say that is all good clean fun, but then again this is mud we’re talking about!
He couldn’t resist.
Okay. Speaking of unavoidable, go back out there and get me the hose and stand on the sidewalk.
I tell ya… this boy will someday rule the world… uncontested for his innate ability to absorb the dirty work of life. Calvin, we owe you our thanks.
Shō ga nai.
Two of my favorite pictures of my kids are when they played in a mud puddle in the back yard. I hosed them off after taking the pictures. My wife wasn’t too happy, but I thought it was awesome.
It’s a Mud Goon, run for it!
Love the Mom’s face there! But now Calvin will need to take a bath…
Cleanliness is a choice.
I understand perfectly!
The shovel and the hose … because they were there.
what happened on Calvin’s stroll with Susie yesterday? Will we find out Monday with a phone call from Susie’s mom to Calvin’s mom?
Straight into the bathtub. I know you hate baths, but it can’t be avoided.
He gets the most from a small mud puddle, I must say.
Love the wonderful animation & Calvin’s expressions!
Mom should be grateful it wasn’t quick sand
Not sure that Mom believes this.
He should use this time to imagine himself as a golem.
Ah, a living example of the pluperfect passive irresponsible.
Perfect end to a perfect week of strips about mud…
Naughty Calvin! You did not wear your boots!
Of course it couldn’t be avoided — he was surrendering to the randomness of the universe (cf. today’s Agnes strip).
Calvin just jumped into the hole and the mud attacked him.
Ah, yes – Calvin’s “mud period”…
The occasional mud is required by we adults to detox. No wonder childhood is the best phase of life.
For a kid that hates taking baths so much, why does he like mud puddles?
On one hand Calvin could’ve been avoided, but…