Yesterday I was talking with my wife about a number of cartoon ideas I was fleshing out. A number of them, for some reason, revolved around pirates.
Well, my soon-to-be-three-year-old son overheard and decided he’d do his own cartoon, just like Daddy.
Here’s his gag, word for word: “One pirate says to another pirate ‘I’m tired of eating toast,’ so the other one gives him a muffin.”
And here’s his art:
OK, it’s a little sketchy, so here’s how he explained it to me:
No bad for how young he is, and, honestly, he sort of copied the basic construction of my idea, which is: Pirate to another – “I’m tired of ‘first mate.’ How about ‘co-pirate?'”
My wife and I have discussed children following their parents into careers, and specifically cartoonists, their children, and the numerous undead ‘legacy strips.’ And while I can’t say I want the boy to follow so closely in my footsteps, I can see how flattering it could be.
Anyway, not bad eh?