I remember Saturday mornings as cartoons and cereal. Getting up early before my parents and watching the cartoons. I am old enough to remember watching the Beatles cartoon that was on Saturday mornings. I also remember watching Schoolhouse Rock in between the cartoons. Which is how I memorized the Preamble to the Constitution. I still have to sing it in order to recite it however. It never made the transition from song to just words. I found out how a bill became a law and other fun facts. I loved conjunction junction and my favorite number was “8” because of the skater. And I loved that alone time on those Saturdays when I managed to get up before everyone else.
There was also that horrible morning that I overdosed on peanut butter toast. I can still not eat warm toast with peanut butter. Just the smell…ugh. But the best part was being able to pick the cartoons. Having siblings always made watching your favorite cartoons problematic. There was also the time we were moving across country and were traveling on the first Saturday of the cartoon season. There was one new show that I wanted to watch and only was able to see the first ten minutes. I of course have gotten over that.
Saturdays have changed a lot since then. Now we do not have television. We have a television but we receive no stations. So it is pretty much whatever we have for movies. I have a large family, eight children. Some are grown and moved out. Some are still here. The morning is usually spent racing to get at the left over pizza from the night before. (Friday night is homemade pizza and movies night) And then time spent teasing each other and playing games. Similar to my Saturdays as a child minus the cartoons.
Some days it is nice to reflect back on the good times I had as a child. There were quite a few. And it is nice to think about the good times and not always the horrible or the bad things that happened. Today, watching the snow and listening to my children interact with each other, sometimes loudly, is a good place to be. Physically, Spiritually, and mentally it is a peaceful place.
2 thoughts on “Saturdays”
Lolly, Lolly, Lolly get your adverbs here:) Thank for the lovely post.
He had an aardvark… you are welcome.