Via Youtube, I set up an 80s Saturday Morning playlist after consulting some TV schedules from the 80s. I jumbled the cartoon selection because I wanted to get the we're-flipping-through-the-channels feel. I also put 80s commercials between and throughout the shows.
Here's what our line-up looked like:
Flinstones (in syndication)
Scooby-Doo and Scrappy-Doo
Garfield and Friends
as well as commercials like these.
We woke up suuuuper early, around 4:15am. I have no idea why.
We munched on Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
We alternated between watching shows, playing with the toys in our pajamas, and eating Nerds and York Peppermint Patties (even though they debuted in the 70s, I fondly remember this commercial.)
raced Hot Wheels,
sent the Hamburgular on many a zany spins, often crashing into our Star Wars audience attendees,
sent Hot Wheels flying over
per Aidyn's weird, I-think-he-might've-actually-time-travelled idea, cut out the cardboard game on the back of the cereal box (who does that anymore?),
talked philosophically about the condition of Vickie the robot from Small Wonder,
and wondered whether Skeletor and He-Man were secretly brothers.
After our cartoons ended, I played Little Shop of Horrors and was pleased at how much Aidyn enjoyed it.
one of my favorite scenes.
Afterward, we cuddled up and watched He-Man and She-Ra, Secret of the Sword.
As you might probably remember, after the cartoons ended, television sucked. I helped in that department by putting on
only as an adult, I love the heck out of this movie. However, I'm sure I loved it as a child, too. Aidyn, on the other hand, had absolutely zero interest in it.
During the movie (and NOT AT MY SUGGESTION), he put on his Snake Eyes costume. I swear, it's like he knew.
Will this behavior continue when we do 70s Saturday morning and the toy pile shrinks a bit? Will it last as long as when we do 60s Saturday morning or ::shudder:: 50s Saturday morning when all he has to play with are some jacks, a hula hoop, and a stone tablet (kidding. Sorry, Mom).