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Tuesday November 1, 2016

Lynn's Comments: When my son, Aaron, was about two and a half years old, I enticed him into the bath, telling him he could have any colour water he wanted. I put a box of food colouring on the edge of the tub and he chose blue. I let him put a few drops into the water, and just as his blue bath was ready, the phone rang. The kitchen phone was right around the corner. I briefly talked to a friend as I listened to Aaron playing in the bath. I couldn't, however, see what he was doing.

Wednesday November 2, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I soon returned to the bathroom. I'd left the box of dye where he could reach it, and he had emptied every bottle into the tub. My son was sitting in a dark, murky swamp happy as a clam. I lifted him out of the water, and was surprised to see that his small behind had been dyed a dark, greenish-blue like an Easter egg. I thought it was funny, but Aaron was terrified. "I've got a green BUM!" He wailed. "I got a green bum!!!!" The colour lasted for over a week. He went to daycare afraid to ask for help in the bathroom in case someone saw. Fortunately, the staff had been forewarned and had the courtesy not to laugh out loud! This is a story I haven't let him forget.

Sunday November 27, 2016

Lynn's Comments: There were times when we lived in Lynn Lake that I just couldn't get warm. I wrote this strip as soon as I'd served the hot chocolate.

Sunday December 4, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My mom always had the sheers drawn. Heaven forbid that anyone should see into the front window of our little house on 5th Street. If we wanted to look out the window, my brother and I would kneel on the couch, press our faces to the glass, and see what we could through the sheers: the white, almost transparent drapery, which smelled of dust and cigarettes. I hated them. As a kid, I thought the curtains should always be open. Surprisingly, when I had a house of my own, I too was determined to have the curtains closed for privacy. This Sunday strip was, again, a true story!

Saturday December 10, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I have always looked at a vehicle as something that would transport a family of four, with a load of groceries and a sheet of plywood, if necessary.

Monday December 12, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This happened. Of course it did. It's happened to everyone, right? The thing I didn't tell you about here was that I slipped in the soap, dislocated my knee, and had to be taken away in an ambulance. I was in my nightgown at the time, and the thing I was upset about most was that I had no underwear on. I wasn't going to be picked up by a couple of men and deposited on a stretcher if I wasn't wearing underwear! My daughter had to help me, howling and growling, into my stuff before the ambulance came. In the hospital, the doc checked out the dislocated kneecap then popped it back into position with one quick slap of his hand. Nothing to it. Still, it took an entire morning--upsetting all of us and humiliating yours truly...all because someone put the wrong soap in the dishwasher!

Sunday December 18, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My mom called these small annoying carpets "scatter rugs." I never really thought about it until I had hall floors to protect, then the word "scatter" made sense.

Friday December 23, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Some of the funniest strips have no words at all. My son did put Christmas balls on the dog's ears and this was the result. I see in the second panel that I only drew Elly in part. Strange how the eye fills in the details that aren't there. In my later work, I meticulously drew everything clearly, and I think I lost this fluid spontaneity.

Saturday December 24, 2016

Lynn's Comments: When you listen to the news and you hear about children displaced by war or living in destitute and dangerous situations, you wonder why life is so unfair. From time to time, I let the strip convey my feelings about things like this. Positive messages always came back.