This piece grabbed me because of the different ways it’s possible to interpret the girl’s expression. On one hand, she seems to be smiling with a touch of menace.  On the other, she’s picking at the frosting and gazing at it analytically.  That gave me this direction.

From a parental perspective, it really is ridiculous just how good kids can be at playing you, and just how selfish they can be.  My son, for example, is amazing.  He’s talented, intelligent, thoughtful, funny, clever, and I love him with all my heart – and he’s perfectly capable of using this fact to totally crush my soul over my failure to ensure that Wendy’s left the mayo off his Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger.  It’s maddening.

But then there’s the other perspective, and the other inspiration for this strip.  My mother used to pride herself on removing ingredients from recipes.  This was, of course, done for the sake of my family’s health (I was getting rather chunky,) but there was always a bit of a knowing smirk that went with it.  I despised being patronized, and I remember feeling livid that my Mom thought so little of my intelligence that she’d try to trick me instead of just telling me what she was trying.  Eventually I started pointing it out every time I noticed it, and while it didn’t seem like it at the time, I guess that really does make me an ungrateful little shit.

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MRS. SHOEBOX’S ASSESSMENT OF TODAY’S STRIP:  I like how you used your Mom for inspiration.  (NOTE:  Mrs. Shoebox had not read the commentary at the time she said this, nor had I mentioned that my Mom had inspired anything.)