Saturday mornings for me as a child were all about the cartoons. Whether I had spent the night at my grandparents and sat in front of a gas heater as close to the television as we could get with aunts and uncles first thing in the morning or was at home sitting in the floor in front of the television, it was all about the animation.
It didn’t matter that I was going to ruin my eyes sitting so close to screen. (Yes, I heard that a few million times.) I just wanted to be close to my Saturday morning friends.
Scooby Doo, Where Are You!
The Bugs Bunny/Roadrunner Show
Fat Albert and The Cosby Kids
Yeah, I’m that young. 🙂
In a day and age that we can watch pretty much anything on demand, it’s hard to understand how much young children anticipated Saturday mornings. Cartoons weren’t available 24/7. And, believe it or not, our parents couldn’t just pop a disc or even a VHS into a video player. I told you, I am too young for that type of technology to be readily available for lower middle class.
I couldn’t tell you what we had for breakfast. It was probably a bowl of cold cereal. No real Saturday morning breakfast tradition to speak of. I’m not sure if it was shopping day or not. I will never forget that the morning hours were filled with my favorite grainy, antennae transmitted, animated friends.
Oh, and yes, I was the remote. I guess you could say we had a cordless remote. I just had two legs and two arms.
Inspiration for this post was taken from 30 Days of Your Stories . Please hop over to her blog and check out her awesome idea!!!
You can link to MY 30 days of stories below!
1. Saturday mornings
9. Your favorite grade
10. Your Go-To Story
12. Letter to yourself as a teenager
16. Your Room
17. One time you weren’t cool
20. What you want to remember
23. Favorite Bible verse
24. Your bravest moment
26. Your favorite color
27. The breathings of your heart
29. The book inside you
30. Your worst fear
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