Sunday Cartoons

The Sunday morning cartoon lineup always felt a little different from Saturday’s big‑name heavy hitters. Those shows weren’t the marquee stars of the era, but they had their own quiet charm — and Sunday was the only day you could catch them. 

Of course, in our family, Sunday mornings were meant for Sunday School, so I only ever saw fragments of those cartoons while getting ready for church.

I squeezed in as much as I could, right up until we had to head out the door. 😅📺

Slide

 I only tried sliding into base a few times growing up, but my timing was always hilariously off. I’d over anticipate the moment, and start my slide way too early, skidding across the dirt while the ball sailed safely into the baseman’s glove. 😅⚾️

Batter Up!

 I noticed The Sandlot was on TV over the weekend, and it inspired me to draw a baseball cartoon.

I was a terrible batter growing up… unless I swung one‑handed. Then I had weirdly remarkable aim — zero power, but I could sneak a grounder past a few fielders. 😅⚾️

Drawing

Sunday afternoons were usually pretty quiet — everyone trying to recharge before Monday rolled in. For me, it was a great time to be creative — I’d plop down at the desk in my room, channeling my inner Bob Ross like I was filming a masterpiece! 😎 ✏️

Lunch Games

Back in the day, lunchtime wasn’t just lunch—it was our own personal Olympics!

One popular game was coin basketball, which was basically a ‘precision flick’ event… except sometimes the precision was aimed directly at your face. One heroic (or totally reckless) flick and a quarter could go flying with an an intensity you were unprepared for. And when we wanted to raise the difficulty level, we switched to a half dollar.

Nothing says ‘childhood’ like risking mild facial injury for bragging rights. 😅

Big Gulp

 The day my best friend and I realized we could run all the way to the 7‑11 at the end of the neighborhood, our world basically expanded exponentially! Getting a Big Gulp felt like holding a trophy the size of our heads. It took us the entire day to finish one—and honestly, I’m not sure we ever fully recovered from that much soda. 🥤😵‍💫

Hangin Out

 My best friend was athletic… I was more ‘enthusiastically uncoordinated.’ Watching me try to keep up with him was quite the spectacle! 😅