Saturday Morning Cartoons are the bane of my weekend existence. Without them, the kids would wake me up before the rooster crows. With them, a whole portion of the day is ruined. They don’t get dressed, they don’t eat breakfast, and come 10:00 all I hear is “I’m HUNGRY!!!” Oh, like you couldn’t get yourself a bowl of cereal before now??? Nobody’s dressed, no chores are done, and now I can’t go anywhere because you have to eat!
Before cartoons were discovered, we had great Saturdays. We’d go garage sale-ing. We might even take a spontaneous day trip. Yes, the chores still went undone, but I vote for togetherness over neatness. (Notice I say “neatness” instead of “cleanliness”? Because we’re not dirty, just messsssssy!!!)
Well, no more. I told Honey this morning I don’t want the TV on on Saturdays anymore. At least, not first thing in the morning. We need some quiet. We need some family-only time. I need productive kids, not couch potatoes!