Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for May 08, 2016

Oh! The uh-oh baby said, “I spilled my juice!”

Uh-Oh!

“Why is this so hard to explain?” -——————— must be because you just aren’t enunciating clearly enough.

The oh-oh toddler just doesn’t roll off the tongue right.

Uh-Oh! If he really doesn’t like horizontal joots bottles (of the spiwwy kind) he might grow into a rival for picky Petey! Doom indeed.

Yay! Mrs. Cleaver

“I spilled my juice”?

As long as he’s not drinking jin and joots.

There was this person I didn’t like getting emails from at work, so I assigned what I now understand is an Apple Macintosh “uh-oh” sound to play anytime I got one. Now, every time the Uh-Oh Baby appears, I think of this sound…

Number one son was learning to talk and me yo decode. I figured out “umphanunt” ( elephant), but never did get “onkin”.

A laptop yesterday and now a real looking book? Happy Mom’s Day, Mrs. Otterloop!

The Uh-oh Baby (or Toddler; I really don’t think that is the issue here) is even more dangerous now that it can (sort of) communicate its portents of doom! Beni and Alice are sooo right! Beware, World! Uh-oh!

Roat-Row !!!

Even though it’s Mother’s Day, there isn’t a moment’s rest for this mother. But things aside, I love the background on this one. Nice painting.

Uh-oh is so cute, and is talking!!