Baldo by Hector D. Cantú and Carlos Castellanos for February 16, 2024

Bud wiser

I know that you can be trusted… to do the wrong thing.

“I trust you, Baldo. But I don’t trust your buddy Diego. And when the cops and ambulances show up because the parties over I don’t want you leaving in either the Black Mariah or the ambulance.”

Always hate to have them grow up.

Growing a mustache might help.

I feel like there’s some information missing here. Is Diego a bad kid? Does he have a reputation Sergio knows about? Has Baldo done something for which he’s being punished? I mean, parties are a pretty normal part of teenage-dom, and to never let him go to one would seem uncharacteristically stifling for Sergio.

Maybe your dad would trust you more if you’d stop staying out past curfew!

You only get wiser through experience….

As I used to tell my daughter when she was a teenager, “I trust you implicitly. It’s the boy you’re going out with that I don’t trust!”

Maybe part of it is with his friend’s trustworthiness? Saw a lot of bad choices in my college years. Well, actually in the undergraduate years. We were a lot more focused in grad school.

Older and wiser works for me.

It’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just that I can’t throw you very far.

Especially the wiser part….

No evidence that Baldomero can make right decision when confronted by a situation?

Baldo keeps pushing the envelope.

I never had a curfew. When I was in high school I belonged to a club which met in the evening at members houses – I was expected to come home directly afterwards and it would always be a group of us in the car as few could drive. If my boyfriend and I went to a movie he would bring me home right afterwards (and based on his Facebook page – he was probably more interested in the other guy we would double date with).

In college I lived at home. My parents did not like me driving home late at night. I was friends with a girl in my house plan (like a sorority but English named and no house) who lived on campus. She did not have a car. So I would take her to whatever we doing and then sleep on her floor afterwards – she had a ride and I did not drive alone at night.

Hmm, my husband is actually more upset at my driving along then my parent were?