Wednesday, July 15, 2009


“Scooby-Dooby-Doo, Where Are You? We got some work to do now. Scooby-Dooby-Doo, Where Are You?.....”

If you’re like me, the lyrics will now be stuck in your head all day. Consider it Big Brother’s gift to you. :)

Both of my boys have recently discovered the magic of Scooby-Doo. For me, this brings back a host of childhood memories.

We stumbled upon re-runs of Scooby-Doo while surfing the “tv on demand” feature of our cable. There are currently two episodes playing: 1) the one with the dark knight, and 2) the one with the guy in the phosphorescent diving suit.

Have you seen them?

I have.

The (relative) timelessness of Scooby-Doo impresses me. I saw that both of the above episodes were copyrighted 1969. I can remember seeing re-runs of the SAME episodes when I was Big Brother’s age.

Big Brother sums it up well. “Dad-E. I LOVE Scooby-Doo. He’s funny.”

I don’t know whether this is foreshadowing about the sex of our Bab-E, as I’ve said that if Bab-E’s a boy, he’ll have to come out like Scrappy Doo in order to keep up with Big Brother and Little Brother. We’ll see. Stay tuned.

And now, I leave you with my favorite childhood Scooby-Doo memory:

I was about Big Brother’s age (between 4 and 5). My parents had taken me for a weekend matinee performance of Tchaikovsky’s “The Nutcracker.” (No, they didn’t aspire for me to become a ballet dancer, they just wanted to expose me to some “culture.”)

I made it to intermission sans incident or pee break. Apparently I behaved pretty well.

Then, I turned to my parents and asked, “What time is it?”

They told me.

With a serious, terrified look, I blurted out (quite loudly), in the middle of the theater, “BUT WE’RE GOING TO MISS SCOOBY-DOO!”
Priorities, Busy-Dad-E. Priorities.

So much for exposing the kid to some “culture.”

Do you have a Scooby-Doo memory? I know Mom-E does. Please share with the group.

See you on Fatherhood Friday,

P.S. Please pass the Scooby Snacks.

P.P.S. Wouldn’t you love a treat to be named after you, that in turn is used to bribe you to do things? I can hear Mom-E. “Dad-E, will you change that poopy-diaper for a Busy-Dad-E Cake?”


“Will you do it for TWO Busy-Dad-E Cakes?”


“Too bad. Do it anyway. And no Busy-Dad-E Cakes for you.” :)

Okay, apparently I forgot to take my medicine.


  1. My memory isn't too terribly exciting. I used to love to watch Scooby-Doo, but it was pretty scary for my sister. She was just young enough that she didn't see the humor in it. So, my mom made us turn it off. I am sure I was able to indulge when my sister was busy doing something else though. :)

  2. I personally did not watch the show growing up. Instead I was in love with Strawberry shortcake, the smurfs, and the flintstones. I watched these from Dominican Republic in Spanish. LOL! But since my brother is half my age I was able to enjoy watching it with him when he was younger. That was his favorite show. Rosi

  3. I LOVE Scooby-Doo! I wanted to be Daphine, but really was Thelma. There are nine years between the Eldest and the Youngest of my sisters. Scooby-Doo was a staple at our house for years. Some of us (cough,cough) might have caught the original airings of the show.
    Then came my own girls and Scooby-Doo was again a fixture. Sadly, I've been missing Scooby. We watch so many other things in my house. With just one TV hooked up to cable, it's hard to watch only what you want to watch.
    Those episodes? Of course I have seen them, numerous times.
    Thanks for the Scooby-Doo theme song running through my mind. That's a good thing. I haven't heard it in awhile.
    Watch on Big Brother (and Dad)!