Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?

Last night several residents of Sunset Valley reported seeing strange lights in the sky. No one reported seeing the hulking, green-skinned, humanoid creature which appeared after midnight on the outskirts of town.

No one saw the creature break into an abandoned home and claim it as his own.

And no one noticed when it showed up first thing in the morning at the Martian household. Not until Bro, who was enjoying the family's new swing set, glanced up and saw Papa crossing the lawn toward him.

It had taken a few weeks. But Papa had succeeded in tracking his runaway family all the way to earth.

And he did not look happy...

Next: Confrontation!

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Wanna Wave my Particles...?

In the days that followed, Mama's mothering skills continued to improve. Soon Baby was walking and talking up a storm.

I was a bit surprised at how committed to school Bro was turning out to be. All he seemed interested in when he was home was homework and studying. When he missed the bus to school one day, he immediately hopped on his bike and pedaled his butt on down there so he would not be late.


Mama seemed to be feeling pretty motivated as well. She figured out how to call a cab and got herself a job as a test subject at the town's science laboratory.

The big excitement for the week was when the kitchen sink sprung a leak and a plumber had to be called. While he was there, Mama tried to seduce him with some of her best quantum mechanical pick-up lines. Apparently something was lost in the translation because he only stared at her with a confused look on his face.

Next: Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?

Thursday, June 25, 2009

A Change of Heart...?

In a very unusual change of behavior, Mama carried Baby back into the house and began giving her a lot of loving attention.


Mama snuggled and fed Baby. Mama spent a long time teaching Baby new things.


When a cradle arrived in the home, Mama tenderly put Baby to bed.


Baby seemed to really enjoy all of these positive interactions with Mama. Perhaps Mama's earlier, aberrant, behavior was due to a bad case of jet lag due to the long flight from Mars. Maybe the memories of those first couple of bad days will soon be long forgotten.

Then again...

Next: Wanna Wave my Particles...?

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Run Baby Run!

Fortunately for Baby, she was genetically engineered with traits of uncommon bravery and genius level intelligence. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that she had best be getting out of this home while the getting was good. With no real plan other than escape, Baby crawled outside through the open door.

Unfortunately, she was overcome with exhaustion before she made it 3 feet from the house. When morning came, Mama and Bro discovered Baby sleeping on the lawn. I'm not sure what I expected their reactions to be. But I certainly did not expect them to start angrily screaming at her. This martian family was proving to be way beyond dysfunctional.

The final straw broke when Mama was cooking waffles for breakfast. I had become cautiously hopeful when Mama calmed down and brought Baby inside. But that ended quickly when Mama accidently set the stove on fire. Instead of picking Baby up off of the kitchen floor, Mama just ran out of the kitchen. Then, to add insult to injury, Mama came back and began angrily complaining that her breakfast was being ruined.

Mama did come to her senses eventually and put out the blaze with a fire extinguisher. But that was way too little, too late. There were no two ways about it. I had to get Baby out of that house and fast! Maybe some kind neighbor would take her in. But if she stayed here, her days were numbered. So when Mama was distracted, taking a lengthy bubble bath, I had Baby crawl out of the house as fast as her little hands and knees could carry her.


Baby made it all the way to the edge of the property, when all of a sudden she was overcome with a paralyzing fear of the unknown. A crushing feeling of dread stopped her dead in her tracks.
And in that moment of hesitation, she lost her chance to escape.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Mom of the Year...?

As the curtain rose on our unusual little family, Mama sweetly indulged little Bro as he peppered her with questions about their trip from Mars and about their new home, Earth.

However, it quickly became clear that Mama would be winning no Mother of the Year Medal when she ignored Baby on the floor with dirty diapers and instead made herself dinner and thought about her son.


But the neglect really crossed the line when Mama and Bro went to bed...

... leaving baby to cry alone on the floor in the dining area.

I would be willing to bet money that this child is going to have issues when she grows up.