When I’m wearing my artist cap, I enjoy illustrating and cartooning. Several years ago, I began doing short, strange comics for fun and giving them to the people that inspired them. I don’t do nearly as many as I used to, but I try my best to stay in the habit. At this point, I’ve drawn maybe 90 or so.
I remembered recently that I’d done a comic about a set of fictional triplets for my friend Kirsten. It’s safe to say that, when I drew this, I never fathomed my wife and I might have triplet children of our own:
Anyhow, I thought it was too coincidental not to post. (And wouldn’t it be weird if ours were born on the evening of September 3rd? Entirely possible, that’ll be 35 weeks. Cue Twilight Zone music.)