
“You shall be turned into…” —everyone looked at me— “… Moss!”

Cristal was skeptical, while our kids just stared at me.

Those two may have lived with me ever since they were born, but maybe they’re not as used to my weirdness as I thought? “I’m perfectly serious,” I said.

Jake pulled my sleeve again. Oh, right, the story!
Now that I’ve put up this strip, I realize I should’ve done two drawings for my kids, one for each, since they’re on different sides. I’ll do that for the revision, I promise!
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