{"id":113623,"date":"2022-06-25T17:23:51","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T21:23:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=113623"},"modified":"2022-06-25T17:23:51","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T21:23:51","slug":"poem-9-the-saturdays-of-my-youngest-youth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/poem-9-the-saturdays-of-my-youngest-youth\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 9. The Saturdays of My Youngest Youth"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 17px\">Saturday mornings<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">we piled into the den<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">TeriDebbieBethieJimbo <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">on our blue shag carpet<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">in front of the console tv<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">all with overflowing serving bowls <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">of cereal&#8230; Captain Crunch, Trix<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">Pebbles (fruity and cocoa)<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">and my favorite, Freakies. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">We watched early morning cartoons <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">until the good stuff came on&#8230; <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">H.R. Puffinstuff, The Buggaloos<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">Sigmund the Sea Monster&#8230; <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">these were the best times <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">to be a quiet little sister. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">The Teri of us doted over me<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">made sure I was full and happy and clean<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">before Mom and Dad woke up. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 17px\">On summer vacation<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">we were in the pool <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">as soon as we saw <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">their feet on the stairs. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">We played in the pool until <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">we couldn&#8217;t hide our pruny <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">fingers and toes<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">and Mom pulled us out <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">to sit on our towels, wet and exhausted<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">on the blue shag carpet in the den <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">in front of the console tv<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">cereal bowls in our laps<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 17px\">watching Saturday afternoon cartoons.<\/span><br \/>\n<!--\/data\/user\/0\/com.samsung.android.app.notes\/files\/clipdata\/clipdata_bodytext_220625_112240_680.sdocx--><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Saturday mornings we piled into the den TeriDebbieBethieJimbo on our blue shag carpet in front of the console tv all with overflowing serving bowls of cereal&#8230; Captain Crunch, Trix Pebbles (fruity and cocoa) and my favorite, Freakies. We watched early morning cartoons until the good&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1305,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-113623","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113623","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1305"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=113623"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113623\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":113688,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113623\/revisions\/113688"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=113623"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=113623"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=113623"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}