How Baby

Momo saw me working on this one and asked to read it and, knowing I withheld the one last week, I was like, oh yeah sure, only realizing as I explained it that I’d also have to explain to a twelve-year-old that some headaches really do kill you in your sleep. WELP. That’s not going to be a pain in my butt next time she has a headache before bed. I did get full belly-giggles from how I drew her sleeping, which is 100% accurate by the way.

I know most How Baby readers’ kids have grown up with the comic, but if you’re new ’round these parts, take this as a sign that, no, you really don’t stop getting up in the middle of the night to fret over them.

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Speaking of new readers – if you’re visiting here after last week’s comic, or rediscovering after a time away, hello!!! I post on Mondays, as much as I can – sometimes life happens, but if you’re here, you probably know how it is.

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CONVENTION STUFF

Next weekend, I’ll be at Vancoufur, in the Artist Alley on Sat/Sun! It’s my first furry con! If that’s your flavour, come say hello!

I also just added Harumatsuri to my convention list, on April 25! And I’ve applied for a lot more, so watch this space.

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TRANSCRIPT

Panel 1 (Lindsay lies in bed; behind them is a large mental Post-It note)
The note reads, among normal operating business, a new item to ‘ask Momo about her headache in the AM)

Panel 2 (Lindsay, still asleep; a text-message styled thought pops up)
Text: I’m sure she’s fine. She just laid on the couch weird.

Panel 3 (Lindsay, still asleep; an answering text-message thought pops up)
Text: hey remebmer that kid u knew who went 2 bed w/ a headache and DIED bc it was MENINGITIS

Panel 4 (Lindsay’s eyes open, glaring)

Panel 5 (Lindsay’s shambling silhouette in the doorway of Momo’s room, illuminating her sleeping loudly in an awkward pile of limbs akimbo)