Revisiting Calvin and Hobbes
For much of the last six years, P’s bedtime routine has been two (11-minute) episodes of Adventure Time followed by quiet hangout time in a dark bedroom. Recently, though, I’ve added something to that—10-20 pages of the best comic strip ever drawn: Calvin and Hobbes.
P and I have completed Scientific Progress Goes Boink, Revenge of the Baby Sat, The Essential Calvin and Hobbes, and The Lazy Sunday Book (P’s favorite). We’re about 50 pages into Attack of the Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons now.
Calvin’s six years old. P is six years old.
Calvin is a picky eater. P is a picky eater.
Calvin is really into dinosaurs, airplanes, space, and having fun. So is P.
I’ll be damned if Watterson didn’t nail ME, too. There’s something kinda magical about reading your favorite childhood books to your own child and realizing the author gave you a look into your own future 30 years prior.
“We all have different desires and needs, but if we don’t discover what we want from ourselves and what we stand for, we will live passively and unfulfilled. Sooner or later, we are all asked to compromise ourselves and the things we care about. We define ourselves by our actions. With each decision, we tell ourselves and the world who we are. Think about what you want out of this life, and recognize that there are many kinds of success.” — Bill Watterson (HT: Valeria Maltoni, 2012)
I love reading Calvin and Hobbes to my 6-year old daughter. She doesn’t understand all the big words, but she understands much of what goes on. And I particularly like how much she identifies with Calvin as a person—right up until he starts talking about G.R.O.S.S.. Haha.
There’s never enough time to do all the nothing you want.