Lynn's Comments: The question of when to stop nursing was settled for me when the kids started teething. One good chomp and I was singing the praises of a plastic bottle.
Lynn's Comments: Somebody told me once that it takes 10 positive comments to overrule one negative comment. Seems like a lot, but then we tend to be very sensitive creatures.
Lynn's Comments: When I was young, I had a friend whose mom, an Avon rep., would give us her old samples. We'd stay in the bathroom for hours, painting each other up with makeup. When my mom caught us, she said that makeup was fine as long as she couldn't tell I was wearing it. This led to some very artistic application and fun knowing I was getting away with it.
Lynn's Comments: "Insecure Days" was one of the most requested reprints. I think it's because both pets and owners have "those days!"
Lynn's Comments: The honest truth here; I loved my babies...but I desperately needed adult company. Other moms wrote in to say I was not alone.
Lynn's Comments: I sure loved our Jolly Jumper and so did the kids!
Lynn's Comments: I had a large assortment of very washable shirts. I also had carpets the same colour as the crud that landed on them.
Lynn's Comments: This was so much fun to draw. When I look at this strip again, I remember drawing it in pencil and looking forward to tracing it with pen and ink. Feeling the bite of pen nib on paper and seeing the lines become the characters was like "bringing them to life." April (as a baby) and the dogs were an absolute joy to work on.
Lynn's Comments: Hmmmm...this is not one of my best punch lines...
Lynn's Comments: I was never healthier or in better shape than I was when I was slugging kids around, digging in the garden, and doing housework.
Lynn's Comments: I was getting close to 40 here and starting to worry about the decline. Now, at 72, I think someone who's 40 is a kid!
Lynn's Comments: A strip like this gave my brain a nice jog. Coming up with the overrated advertising info was a hoot!
Lynn's Comments: My boyfriend had all kinds of excuses for not writing to me that summer. He even said he'd write something appropriate and give me a letter then and there. But he never wrote me a letter. Suddenly, the crush was gone and when I looked at him, I couldn’t see what it was that had made me so crazy about him in the first place.