When I was ten I would hop out of bed on Saturday mornings and race to go watch cartoons with my siblings. My parents slept late and we scrounged our own cereal for breakfast. These days I’m the one sleeping late, but my kids are turning on video games instead of cartoons. Usually it is a multi-player game like Kirby Air Ride. They laugh and play together for hours. It makes me happy that while the specifics of their Saturday mornings are different, the shape is an echo of something which gave me happiness in my own childhood.