As I mentioned before, I grew up an only child, my sister being born exactly thirteen and a half years after me, to the day. So Saturday mornings, as a kid, we’re my favorite. My parents would sleep in {looking back, I’m sure they only slept until 8:00-8:30} and I would wake up and take an armful of Barbies to the living room and play in front of the television all by myself. It was an elementary-age introvert’s dream! The line up was usually made up of classics like Gilligan’s Island, Tom and Jerry, The Flintstones, and my personal favorite, The Jetsons.

I don’t know what it was, but I just loved George Jetson and his funny, futuristic family. A few years ago my mother gave me this Rosie ornament. She beeps and talks and never ceases to make me smile.

And with the new wave of Siris and Alexas and Roombas, I am very much looking forward to the day when I own my own Rosie, and she can do my laundry and dishes and instantly pop a home-cooked meal out of the kitchen countertop.

And all the moms say, “Amen!”

With love, Mal