At lunch today, our sixth grader quoted Calvin and Hobbes for the millionth time.
“It’s funny. Every time I build character, he saves a couple hundred bucks.”
He knows the comic strip so well that he can now take a real one (like that one) and alter it slightly to fit the current circumstance so that you don’t know if it’s Bill Waterson’s version or his. He uses it most often at the expense of his parents… always grinning… blue eyes twinkling… somehow coming off as innocent… like Calvin.
Laughing, I pointed out that the benefit of reading the same thing over and over is that you can quote it at just the right moment.
“That’s because Calvin and Hobbes is the perfect guide to childhood,” added his big brother.
“Many before you would say that’s what the Bible is for,” said Dad.
“But you are such a Calvin,” we all agreed of the sixth grader.
“What about me?” asked his little brother.
“You’re Calvin too.”
“Then who’s Hobbes?”
Nope. Another Calvin at the table.