…which really doesn’t resolve ANYTHING, if you think about it.

That was the tricky thing about this whole story. I knew I wanted to do a Christmas story with Bridget and Alphonse, but couldn’t come up with a sufficiently sugary & sweet Aesop to drive the thing… ‘cos ALL Christmas stories have some kind of anvilicious moral to them, right? Well, obviously, I decided to quit trying to do a “real” holiday yard and took the whole ironic, subversive route. But hey, at least we ended on something utterly adorable, and that’s what REALLY matters, right?

…of course, one wonders where the mysterious Mom is in all this… and one will have to keep wondering for now 😀

Well, that resolves our big new Christmas experiment. Did you enjoy it? Did you hate it? I’d appreciate any feedback (preferably on the forums, since it’ll be easy for me to miss comments during all these updates) From here on out, it’ll be the same as our previous Far Out There Christmases: 12 days of new, full color holiday pages until The Big Day (and one extra gift!)

(Historical Notes: As much as I unironically enjoy earnest sappiness of classic holiday specials, I reeeaaally cannot bring myself to do it myself without some kind of snarky subtext added in somewhere.  Also, gee, I wonder where Tabitha’s Mom is during all this?)