Speed Bump by Dave Coverly for January 09, 2020

There in a bowl. It’s everybody’s water.

M-o-o-o-m, now he’s thinking about touching my water!

“I’ll turn this bowl right around if I have to!”

I remember visiting my nephews when they were small. On the refrigerator was a note that said, "Mom’s phone number. Don’t call me with stuff like, Mom, he touched me. Mom he’s looking at me. Mom, he’s in my room. "

Dad must visit on the weekends.

When we were kids my sister and I would complain about being on each other’s “side.”

Today we are on opposite “sides” politically, but we still love and respect each other.

It’s funny how the meaning of “side” changes.

Ick!

Mom she’s touching me…

Just watch the howling when he poops on her side.

Mom, he’s staring at me again.

Can’t we be fish without borders, well except for the bowl.

Draw a line in the sand; er, decorative pebbles…