I was seriously addicted to TV as a child, and pre-teen, annnnddd teenager. I don’t necessarily think of it as a bad trait though. I would “wag my tail, when it comes I wanna yell- MAIIILLL” when watching Blues Clues with Steve, not Joe (at an older age than I care to admit), sing the theme songs to Animaniacs and Tiny Toons religiously, party at “The Puzzle Place” or on the “Comfy Couch,” and even stay in luxurious hotels the summer before college everyday with Samantha Brown. My TV addiction began with Disney movies at a very young age.

  My Mom tells me stories about how I watched “The Little Mermaid” everyday from about three to five years old. Ariel was the greatest. I wanted to be her (sometimes still do). Now, I can quote multiple lines from the movie and even play the scenes pretty accurately in my head. But this talent does not compare to my creepy accuracy with “Aladdin.”

  I was older when I watched “Aladdin” than when I watched “The Little Mermaid.” I was addicted to this movie from about eight to 12 years old. I remember watching it practically every weekend, and my parents didn’t mind because they liked it too. During my freshman year in college, I remember coming home one weekend and my Mom surprised me by requesting we watch “Aladdin,” and we ended up watching it four times in two days.

  I surprised the newsroom with my “Aladdin” intellect. Kelli even tried to quiz me by describing a scene and I would quote the movie. She had the script open online so she would read along. I must admit that I got pretty ding-dang-dong close to word-for-word reciting.

 I play scenes from “Aladdin” in my head a lot. I also play different Animaniacs episodes that I can remember.  I hope my children can do the same. I’ll be happy to watch cartoons with my kids. Maybe one day we could stay up at night trying to quiz eachother on cartoon quotes. That would be awesome.

  On a side note, I’ve decided to watch “The Little Mermaid” and “Enchanted” everyday with my little girl. That is when I have a little girl.