MilliCal's Comic Book

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Two days ago our bathroom sink broke. I spent lunch hour yesterday searching for replacement parts for the 40 year-old sink, only to find they’re not being made any more. So after work I hunted up parts to jury-rig a working sink until we can replace it, along with the whole damned bathroom. This did not put me in a good mood…

…until I got home, and saw that our five-year-old daughter, MilliCal, had spent her day making a comic book. I was amazed. Surprises like this are one of the benefits of having a kid.
I am totally flabbergasted. I think MilliCal has one comic book. This one tells a story, with fairly decent artwork, and a killer payoff. As I’ve said before, I want to know who’s writing her material. This seems way too sophisticated.
It told the adventures of Superwoman, Superman, and SuperBob as they fight the Great Oogly Moogly. SuperWoman looks kinda like Superman, except that she has a big “T” on her chest.

“Why a ‘T’?” I asked.

“I like the way it looks,” answered MilliCal, who is not yet heavily burdened by the social pressure towards correct spelling.

I don’t know who SuperBob is, but the Superwoman, Superman, and SuperBob fight the Great OOgly Moogly, a green monster with a pretty spherical body and a mouth that either has crooked lips or else has a mouth full of jagged teeth,

George Washington inexplicably puts in an appearance part-way through the comic.
But what really makes the comic, and gives it a Tick-esque air, is the fact that it has dialogue and labels. MilliCal can’t write, yet, but she had Pepper Mill write down the words she dictated so that MilliCal could write them herself. "OoglyMoogly is labeled. The cover of the comic reads “It’s what you’ve been waiting for!”
And when Superwoman, in her T-emblazoned costume, clobbers Oggly Moogly, she shouts authoritatively:

Kids, Don’t Try This at Home!

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P.S. The sink has been fixed.

MilliCal “helped” me fix the sink, reading me excerpts from her comic as we went. At one point she asked me:

“Daddy, did you ever make a comic book as a kid?”

So I told her about the time I did a comic book adaptation of The Lost World (sort of a Classics Illustrated version, after I’d read the book). She knows about The Lost World because she’s grown up watching my restored DVD of the 1925 silent version. I believe in raising kids right.

"But was it in color?’ she asked. She’d done hers in colored markers.

“No, I did it in pencil. In Black and White.”

“Why? Didn’t you have color?”

“I just did it in pencil.”

She thought a minute.
“Oh. You did it in black and white because it’s a black and white movie!”