Two Plus One Is Enough : Baby Blues Scrapbook #18

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Summary: Two Plus One Equals Lots of Laughs
Review: The McPhersons are in a period of adjustment. Baby Wren has arrived, and Zoe and Hammie haven't quite figured out where they fit in the family any more. Plus, they want everything to be fair for all three of them, even though they are growing and facing different things. For example, Hammie is going to his first sleep over. And if that isn't enough, Bunny is naming her identical twins identically. Fortunately, Wanda and Darryl are facing life with a quip and sarcasm as always.

I've always loved this strip of its real if slightly exaggerated look at every day life in a loving family. This set continues the grand tradition with more fun and laughter with this ever growing family. Every page held a smile and chuckle, with many having laugh out loud moments. Sometimes, they hit a little too close to home, but with some funny lines I appreciated.

If you need a humorous look at family life the way it really is, read this strip. And if you already know and love the McPhersons, this book is exactly what you're looking for to get the next chapter in the life of this funny family.

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Summary: Welcome to the very conserative world of nuclear families.
Review: This is the world where all men are dorky, guilt-driven daddies with soft, jelly-like bellies. This is the world where all women are milk-gushing baby machines. And this is the world where all spoiled, smart-mouthed rugrats rule. And of course, this world is filled with playgrounds, mini-vans, and slobbering dogs that no one can ever get out.

Once again, Wanda has popped out still another baby (to keep the baby strip going, of course) and this one baby probably would remain a baby for all eternity to come, unless Wanda is willing enough to birth 20 more babies to support the cartoonists for the rest of their natural lives. However, I still love the rather cynical bite added to such a harried, closed-in family life of endless cleaning up, changing filthy diapers, soothing colicky demands, pumping dairy products from private parts, enduring catty competition with a next-door bimbo who bragged about spawning a double order of male heirs (and remaining svelte to boot), and finally dropping off womb fruits at a place called "kindergarten" for the first time. Family fun for the conserative readers who all live by the same old traditions as their ancient baby-boomer ancestors.

And neither Zoe, nor Hamface are wiggly little infants anymore - they are now big-headed little midgets to add more cute, cute, cute than ever to the whole mess!;)