Yup, another parenthood comic. I think this is my favorite one yet. Mostly the fifth panel, where I’m just standing there with my wife and kid, stuffing my face full of cupcakes on a Friday night while young chickies walk by blabbing and checking their phones. Just that drawing alone could have been the entire comic. The girls are young and excited, all dressed up to go out, probably to some awful crowded place with shitty music where they’ll get hit on by an endless array of douche bags and bro dudes. But they’ll have a great time! And even if they don’t, they’ll pretend to. Or at worst they’ll just get tanked. Meanwhile, us slightly older folks have been there, done that. We’re onto the next part of life, where an exciting night is Netflix and dessert (this really goes for married life even without kids). And we’re fine with that. We accept it. We even enjoy it. Because while we may not have the potential for ZOMG crazy stories for life, we also don’t have the potential for a really shitty time surrounded by way to many awful people. And we have cookies.
So yeah, the cycle goes on. It’s just crazy getting to the next phase and looking back at people who are so pumped to be doing what I did, ultimately not too long ago.