TruMama

You don’t know about Saturday morning cartoons. That era is over. But for me, my childhood revolved around it. I couldn’t wait for Saturday mornings. I’d wake up early and have myself a nice bowl of Cocoa Puffs while I watched Bugs Bunny. And The Jetsons. And The Flintstones. And Scooby Doo. Oh, this time was sacred for me. These characters were my buddies. My pals. These mornings were glorious. Now they are no more. But the beauty of it all…we’ve created our own Saturday morning magnificence. It’s a new era. It’s our own show. We battle. We defend. We conquer.

Oh wait…it’s just Tru.

And snacks are a little different too. Yogurt anyone any dog?

(Notice one dog above, one dog below. Hey Luna!)

Yeah. Saturday mornings are definitely different. But they are every bit magnificent!

I love you too much!