Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for February 26, 2023

Mom drove, so Daddy took a cab home.

It’s that giant Otterloopy nose again.

Alice blows hot and cold. She quickly gets tired of anything.

Daddy Otterloop still has to fit that giant nose into his little car. Probably bumps into the steering wheel with it.

Pops Otterloop probably wished he just went to the Ruby Tuesday by the food court to knock back a few doubles or pints of brew while his wife dealt with the shopping with the kids. When this strip came out, malls were still somewhat alive (though declining) and I remember several days having a pint or 2 at Ruby’s while my wife hit her fave stores. Now those days are long gone unless you live in an area where the mall is still alive and well, there are some out there just not as many and many of the old familiar anchor stores like Penneys, Sears, Montgomery Ward, Maison Blanche, Maas Brothers, Macys, Belk Lindsey, etc are gone or in severe decline.

Wouldn’t have happened in the fifty’s.

You mean Daddy’s nose is gonna swell up? But then it will look ridiculous! :))

Can’t blame her- not much you can do to avoid hitting a nose that size!

Oh the selfless sacrificial nature of parenthood. Kids enjoy the life of little responsibility and a catering of whims while you can!

What kind of toys does Petey “Ultimate picky eater” “Little Neuro who rejoices in minimal living” “Makes dioramas out of shoe boxes” Otterloop find interest in?

I can vaguely remember when I was very little that “carry me up” (sic) was my constant mantra: so many of my little-guy steps were needed to keep up with the adults!

But crude Alice has disregarded Daddy’s explicit warning, jumped up, and blooded his nose!

And then she has the unmitigated nerve to say she’s “tired of sitting”?

What do naughty little girls get? (Once was, a spanking; today, probably a pat on the back….)