pajamas: Browse The Strips
Monday, January 30, 1984
Saturday, March 10, 1984
Thursday, March 22, 1984
Sunday, April 1, 1984
Monday, May 28, 1984
Tuesday, June 26, 1984
Friday, November 23, 1984
Saturday, November 23, 2002
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
Monday, December 24, 2012
Lynn's Comments: My bed had a white headboard and, for as long as I can remember, a violet, flowered bedspread. I would turn it into a vehicle, a flying carpet, or a tent in the wilderness -- and with each incarnation came a different position for sleeping. I used the pillow for everything from a headrest and chest protector to a dashboard and helmet. The blankets could be a cloak, a tent, or a capsule in outer space. In my bed, my imagination went wild, which was good thing ... because I was sent to my room a lot!
Monday, January 28, 2013
Lynn's Comments: When this strip was first published in 1984 the second panel read, "I can't--all my stuff is in THAT one!!" The other day I received a call from Sue, my long-suffering editor, who asked me if it was better grammatically to say, "All my stuff is in THIS one"--considering that John was referring to the bathroom directly in front of him and not the one downstairs. I agreed, and we changed the dialogue. I guess this proves that it's never too late to be caught by an editor!
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Lynn's Comments: From time to time, I confess, we did speak to them in their native tongue.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Lynn's Comments: My friend Beth's daughter, Ellie, keeps several tarantulas in her room. These eerie creatures inhabit a large glass terrarium, and every so often, Ellie will carefully take them out and handle them. Beth said they didn't bother her at all because they're quiet--but the crickets they eat chirp all night long! Ellie apparently can sleep through the racket.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
Lynn's Comments: This is why schools and daycares are the world's great Petri dishes. Along with the paper plate art projects and newly acquired skills, kids bring home a plethora of microbes. As a young mom, I really resented this bacterial exchange--until it was my turn to decide: is she sick enough to stay home or should I send her?
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Lynn's Comments: We had owned a small aircraft ever since Aaron was 4 years old, so he was no stranger to flying. With floats in the summer and skis in the winter, our Cessna 185 was like a flying carpet--which could take us anywhere we wished to go. We all loved to fly, and even the bumpiest trips were fun.
Friday, November 22, 2013
