There’s no end to the devious tricks children learn to play.
I love they way the digital clock on the stove keeps advancing the time though out the day…
awww, all dressed up in your cute little Easter outfits :) my sister and i had the same dresses, but hers was pink and mine was purple. oh how we loved being mistaken for twins! (not)
I really miss the swiping. Now I’m in charge my daughter’s Easter basket and she has nothing worth swiping. I’ll have to remember this next year and get her lots of good stuff. :)
I was so excited to be able to get some of EB’s easter candy but apparently she’s too young to get candy from school and just got a bunch of stupid stickers. I guess I’ll have to buy candy to hoard from her basket when she’s not looking.
I really feel you should be getting paid for your blog – it should be in every Sunday comics section. Surely, there is an electronic newspaper who would like to hire you.
:) I am writing a full-length, fully illustrated graphic novel (of sorts). It’s a process! Once I get the manuscript fully approved by rounds of editors, I’ll have to slow down the blog posts so I can start illustrating the book full time. Until then, though, more blog posts are coming. Maybe, eventually, hopefully I’ll get paid for something… I’ll keep dreaming :)
I learned while home this holiday that all the siblings on dad’s side LOVE black jelly beans. They were hoarding them and stealing them all night, and these are grown adults and communal candy bowls! :)
Why didn’t your parents–okay, sorry, the “Easter Bunny”–ever think to give each of you an individually sealed bag of jelly beans? Failing that, they could have bought a big bag of jelly beans in bulk, and then portioned them out into five equal bags, tied shut with curled ribbon or whatever, to prevent late-night theft, and also to keep the beans nice, so they wouldn’t get all dried out and gross, and mixed in with the plastic Easter grass.
I love your paper replicas of our old easter baskets, so good! it makes me sad that i’ll wake up early Saturday night, just to go back to sleep because there are no baskets to sabotage.
I agree. That’s why I like Jelly Belly jelly beans much better than normal ones. You still get black, but not nearly as many, and the purple ones actually do taste like grape, berries, and other “acceptable” purple flavours.
You’d think the Easter Bunny would have wised up, and given each child an individual, factory-sealed bag of jelly beans after the first time that happened, but for some reason, the mythical gift-bearers of childhood seem to be slow learners. Case in point: One Christmas, like most Christmases of my youth, my brother and I received Peanutty Putty in our stockings (just like Silly Putty, only it comes in a plastic peanut with a funny face, and smells faintly of peanuts). A few days later, my brother proceeded to mash putty into my fuzzy polar-bear blanket, to the point that it took my mom some serious elbow grease, and a lot of nail polish remover, to get it out. The following Christmas, Santa Claus appeared to have no recollection of this incident, because my brother and I got Silly Putty in our stockings AGAIN.
The Middlest Sister 
AWWWW! Poor Little sisters!
Poor little Tessie. We all owe her big time.
There’s no end to the devious tricks children learn to play.
I love they way the digital clock on the stove keeps advancing the time though out the day…
Happy holidays!
Ronnie
You, too! I hope you have a good one!
I love that little ray of light coming through the window!
Thanks :)
Awww :3
I love how you do this cutting-and-pasting stuff. They’re lovely! I love your stories too! Keep updating ;D
Thank you! I love making them. I’ll make them until I run out of stories.
Aww… cute matching outfits :)
I am really in awe of your talent! By the way…. I have been eagerly waiting all week to read your new post! I can’t wait to read your book!
Thanks! :D
awww, all dressed up in your cute little Easter outfits :) my sister and i had the same dresses, but hers was pink and mine was purple. oh how we loved being mistaken for twins! (not)
I actually just found an Easter photo from childhood and our outfits and bows are even more ridiculous than the ones I cut and pasted!
Could you please post it here? I love seeing art contrasted with life. :)
That’s so funny! I’m the middle sister too but i stole my sisters candies from their baskets. LOL It’s good to find other middle sister too.
I really miss the swiping. Now I’m in charge my daughter’s Easter basket and she has nothing worth swiping. I’ll have to remember this next year and get her lots of good stuff. :)
I was so excited to be able to get some of EB’s easter candy but apparently she’s too young to get candy from school and just got a bunch of stupid stickers. I guess I’ll have to buy candy to hoard from her basket when she’s not looking.
This is great – I love how you got the dimmed effect. Is that done post-scanning?
I love how you’ve done this one with no dialogue, too.
Thanks! Yes, it’s added using Gimp (Linux version of Photoshop.)
:D :D :D
I really feel you should be getting paid for your blog – it should be in every Sunday comics section. Surely, there is an electronic newspaper who would like to hire you.
Once she gets enough comics, she needs to start a Kickstarter to come out with a book! Hey, Nicole, do you need a manager? :)
:) I am writing a full-length, fully illustrated graphic novel (of sorts). It’s a process! Once I get the manuscript fully approved by rounds of editors, I’ll have to slow down the blog posts so I can start illustrating the book full time. Until then, though, more blog posts are coming. Maybe, eventually, hopefully I’ll get paid for something… I’ll keep dreaming :)
Hooray for this!
I would like there to be a collection of the blog comics, though. Something to give to my daughter when she is old enough to appreciate them.
I agree with Boggleton Drive. The lighting effects are a nice touch.
Aw, you girls look so cute in your Easter dresses!
unfair … bad big sisters
Very creative. I’m impressed.
Did Tess get stuck with all of the black jellies?!
Yes, the poor baby. But she also got her own room her entire life, so… it evens out.
HA! Nothing takes away the pain of being slighted by the Easter Bunny. Nothing. Poor Tess.
I learned while home this holiday that all the siblings on dad’s side LOVE black jelly beans. They were hoarding them and stealing them all night, and these are grown adults and communal candy bowls! :)
…none of us will ever admit to being “Charlotte” eh? I’m sure its selective memory “I never did THAT !”
Haha!
I have to say that this is your best one yet! And I’m so glad to find out that you are working on a graphic novel!
I hope you have a lovely Easter!
Why didn’t your parents–okay, sorry, the “Easter Bunny”–ever think to give each of you an individually sealed bag of jelly beans? Failing that, they could have bought a big bag of jelly beans in bulk, and then portioned them out into five equal bags, tied shut with curled ribbon or whatever, to prevent late-night theft, and also to keep the beans nice, so they wouldn’t get all dried out and gross, and mixed in with the plastic Easter grass.
I’d love a bunny box like these. Happy Easter!
;)
I love your paper replicas of our old easter baskets, so good! it makes me sad that i’ll wake up early Saturday night, just to go back to sleep because there are no baskets to sabotage.
Those are lovely evil smiles!
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Love this! I can’t imagine how crazy things would be with four sisters.
Love this one! Wordless posts are sometimes way more fun!
Matching Easter dresses! I love it!
Ugh, black and purple jelly beans were the worst. You’d think the purple ones would taste grapey…not so much.
I agree. That’s why I like Jelly Belly jelly beans much better than normal ones. You still get black, but not nearly as many, and the purple ones actually do taste like grape, berries, and other “acceptable” purple flavours.
The reflected light in that first picture is so subtly done, brilliant.
You’d think the Easter Bunny would have wised up, and given each child an individual, factory-sealed bag of jelly beans after the first time that happened, but for some reason, the mythical gift-bearers of childhood seem to be slow learners. Case in point: One Christmas, like most Christmases of my youth, my brother and I received Peanutty Putty in our stockings (just like Silly Putty, only it comes in a plastic peanut with a funny face, and smells faintly of peanuts). A few days later, my brother proceeded to mash putty into my fuzzy polar-bear blanket, to the point that it took my mom some serious elbow grease, and a lot of nail polish remover, to get it out. The following Christmas, Santa Claus appeared to have no recollection of this incident, because my brother and I got Silly Putty in our stockings AGAIN.
These are so exceptionally adorable! Love the little line of children at the end!