toddlers
Original: toddlers on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Bearded man: "Our toddler just said she 'hates me forever.'"
Bearded man: "Is that normal for toddlers or..."
Woman (with long dark hair, looking stressed and gesturing at herself): "I don't know, Pag. How could I know that?!"
Caption (below panel): Sometimes I wonder what it was like to be the first human parents.
Votey:
A simply-drawn woman's face, looking distressed, says: "When does it stop shitting itself?!"
Bearded man: "Our toddler just said she 'hates me forever.'"
Bearded man: "Is that normal for toddlers or..."
Woman (with long dark hair, looking stressed and gesturing at herself): "I don't know, Pag. How could I know that?!"
Caption (below panel): Sometimes I wonder what it was like to be the first human parents.
Votey:
A simply-drawn woman's face, looking distressed, says: "When does it stop shitting itself?!"
Alt text
A prehistoric-looking bearded man and a woman with long dark hair stand together. The man says, "Our toddler just said she 'hates me forever.' Is that normal for toddlers or..." The woman, looking overwhelmed and pointing at herself, snaps, "I don't know, Pag. How could I know that?!" A caption below reads: "Sometimes I wonder what it was like to be the first human parents." The joke: as the first humans, they have no prior generation of parents or accumulated knowledge to tell them what's normal. Votey: a roughly sketched, distressed woman's face asks, "When does it stop shitting itself?!"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.