"Words fail me."
© Universal Press Syndicate
The transmogrifier has been used at my house. Somehow, my eight year old blond precocious boy has transformed and is carrying a stuffed tiger, wearing a red and blue striped shirt and spiking his hair. Really. I'm not kidding. And you can imagine the things he is doing. Hobbes even came to church with us and I had to hold his paw during the "Our Father."
He's taken to playing Calvin ball.
That's the problem with a homeschool education. I think they sometimes go a little far. He is convinced he's Calvin and is refusing to respond to his own name. What's worse is he has decided that school is a waste of time because it's just a cruel way of making him remember stuff that doesn't matter to him. He wants to go off and hunt more tigers in the woods and build robots out of cardboard boxes.
What's a mom to do? Let him be Calvin for a little while. I can't complain. He has read and reread every single comic in the COMPLETE CALVIN AND HOBBES 4 Volume set over and over again, repeatedly. I will let him be Calvin for a while and then I can use the Transmogrifier to become Miss Wormwood a little later. Where DID I put that green dress with purple polka-dots?