I was awaken this morning at 6:09am by my three-year-old who has little regard for or any sense of time. This is especially true when it comes to my sleep. She wanted breakfast so I got up with her because Jaimie is totally not a morning person. So we make grits and eggs which she didn't eat because she is more interested me letting her crack the eggs in a bowl than she is interested in eating them.
After making this great breakfast that she didn't eat, I turned on the television and guess what is on television. Cartoons of my youth. We sat in front of the television and laughed at Squiddley Diddly, Secret Squarrel and some other Hanna-Babera classics. It's nice to know that someone still respect these shows. They have an old look to them - heck, they had an old look to them when I was a kid.
Well, I just wanted to share that with you all. Have a good sunday. I'm off to watch the Bears.
Hill Billy Bears