We've been inhaling Calvin and Hobbes around here lately.
A few days ago, I made a confession:
Every time Hobbes is depicted as a lifeless stuffed animal, it makes me really, really sad.
My eight-year-old was baffled. "Why?" he wanted to know.
"Because," I tried to explain, "he's not real, and Calvin is really just completely alone."
"You do know that Calvin's not real either, right? They're just comics!"