A few days ago I posted one of the recent Frazz strips concerning Caulfield’s summer-long refusal to clean his room.  Turns out that his mother had good things in mind for when Caulfield completed the task . . .

Caulfield really is a great picture of most (if not all) of us . . . unable to determine what is best for us, the tension between the now and the not-yet.  It’s good that he still sees himself, understands that there exists, a “planting phase.”  I’m glad we can still get a sense of the virtuous, the well-habituated life, in the comics.

(image from gocomics.com)