This is the first comic I’ve done that admits to the new life-change we’ve had around here, something that is difficult for me to admit, and really I wish that I could just pretend it’s not happening, but here it is, and probably not for the first time. You may have guessed it, but if not, here goes: I have a teenager. And not a cusp of their teens-ager, either, but a complete and total ‘smack-dab in the middle of it’, teenager. And you know what? So far it’s really fun. Even when I complain about staying up to see her off to her midnight movie, I wouldn’t trade a minute of any of it. I’m not really regretting the nighttime parenting either, maybe it’s because it’s such a crucial part of parenting, and perhaps I’m well-trained by now by all the babies to know that parenting doesn’t end when the sun goes down, but probably it’s because I really like spending time with these guys, even at 3:30 am, even when I’m exhausted. On and on the clock ticks, wake-up mommy, smile, make some coffee, it’s a lovely time of your life.

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and in case you’re wondering what midnight movie my first daughter went to see? Rocky Horror Picture Show, yep, fun!