My grandmother jokes that Edgar is preparing me for children.
Since I've adopted him, I haven't slept past 8:00 AM. He's
usually trying to rally me about 6 AM, only if he hasn't gotten me up
in the middle of the night. This morning was no exception.
I didn't attempt to go back to sleep, but decided to flip on the
TV. What happened to the Smurfs? Where were The
Littles? Saturday mornings have seriously declined since the
80's. Instead of Heafty trying to charm Smurfette, I found a lot
of reality tv shows with kids on NBC, the Discovery channel partnered
with ABC, and CBS is targeting the pre-schoolers with Nick Jr. It
was terribly disappointing.
The comercials however, had not changed much. You could always
count on Ronald pushing cheeseburgers with plastic processed dairy
product, gross sugary neon fruity drinks, and breakfast foods that have
no nutritional value. I didn't see Barbies, but Bratz. Ok,
for future reference, this is not a step up for feminists. What
parent in their right mind would buy a doll for their child with that
kind of a name? Oddly enough I didn't see a lot of male targeted
toys.
You know the tv is bad when you begin to look forward to the infomercials.
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