Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for June 21, 2009

Hmm, he showed more enthusiasm for the caterpillar.

Oh, that mean queen ant! Work, Calvin, Work

He’s got high hopes. High apple pie in the sky hopes. Everyone knows an ant can’t … move a pile of laundry.

I’m with the mom on this one. Have you ever had to constantly pick up someone else’s stinky/smelly on-the-floor-for-a-week clothes? Go, mom!

Ants can carry up to 50 times their body weight. Not so poor little Calvin.

“Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.” - Proverbs 6:6

if mum could only join in the imaginative play, be the queen ant, instead of being ‘grown up’… c&h illlustrates differences between children’s imaginative play and adults loss of same for ‘realism’, well.

caterpillar = clothes, when calvin is imagining, he can carry the caterpillar; last frame shows the ‘real’ situation in which calvins imagination is operating. 50x, no worries!

lol..this is whats gonna go through my mind when i clean my room!! it’s got dead stinking caterpillars and bits of food all over the place =]

The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah. The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah. The ants go marching one by one, the little one stops to carp at Mom And they all go marching down … to the earth … to get out … of the rain, boom, boom, boom, boom boom, boom, boom, boom

The ants go marching two by two hurrah, hurrah.

Well you get the idea.

Pomy, thanks for sharing.

Everybody, for Grazer’s friend’s pet, google: Therizinosaur—Mystery of the Sickle-Claw Dinosaur. Pretty!

This reminds me, I should really clean my room… Neh, I’ll do it some other time. Again.

Captain Colorado said: “Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.” - Proverbs 6:6 ————————— There have been recent news stories about a team of German scientists looking to find out how ants avoid collisions so that they can apply the same principles to cars on the motorways. One finding seems to be that ants are unselfish - never “me first.” Given this finding, I rather doubt that Calvin would fit in as a good ant. :-)

Me either. lol

Some mothers are pretty clever and make a game out of it.

It’s sad that his mom never comes to recognise his creative abilities……

Of course it qualifies. The stuff isn’t hurting anything just sitting on the floor.

Mom, ants do a job of cleaning things up.

Good Lord Calvin, after all these years, your imagination still blows me away!!!

AWWRIGHTTTTTT!!!!!!!!, Grazer, thanks for the info about your friends discovery(awesome acheivement BTW) and 4deerinmy yard, thanks for the link. Yes it is an awesome beautiful beast.

I just saw that little Calvin run by. Oh … wait, it was just an ant.

Have you ever trie to keep up with a child of Calvin’s imagination? I used to babysit for a woman who had seven children. The youngest boy had an imagination equal in spirit to Calvin’s. He kept me on my toes, but mom was too tired to try to keep up with him. he spent a lot of time in his room which only further fueled his imagination. It was easier for me to play into his fantasiedsbecause I wasn’t there 24/7, but when I was there several days in a row, he bagan to tax even my ability to keep up.

Mom asks so little of him, yet Calvin makes such a big deal of doing those things asked of him. I suppose I reacted the same, but without the vivid imagination

Again, I’m so glad that I have girls and no boys.

Gasp! Calvin’s mommy calls Calvin a slave! A child slave! Oh my goodness! Sighhhh!

Carmy, I am so glad I don’t have any kids! :-)

I wonder if my kids would be more enthusiastic about cleaning their rooms if they pretended they were ants.

Somehow a bulldozer would make more sense

Without the forethought of imagination we’d all be subservient to the Authoritarian.

“Don’t tread on ant,he’s done nothing to you….”

I always wanted a slide from my room to the washing machine.

I like the laundry chute from our closet straight to the laundry room. Now, if I could only figure out how to have a chute from every closet… (And the way my husband likes to remove his socks & shirt in the living room, maybe one from there…)

Imagine a whole colony of madly scampering Calvins……

Growing up we had a Laundry chute from the bathroom to the laundry room. Mom always wondered how the babysitter got us to pick up our dirty clothes, until the day I asked her “momma can you drop me down the chute after we put my clothes through?” I bet Calvin would have enjoyed that.

I love the difference between Calvin’s inner world and his outer world: Ant Calvin hoisting an impossibly huge caterpillar and toting it back to the nest amid a host of other workers, and little boy Calvin with a load of dirty laundry all by himself.

At least Hobbes gets to enjoy himself.

Until laundry day for him…

Just a Spoon full of Sugar makes the medicine go down. In a most delightful way!

BC13: Yes, it would make more sense. But since when does Calvin’s imagination make sense? It’s designed not to.