Saturday mornings hold a certain magic for me. I get up early, watch a soccer game, drink my first of many cups of coffee, reflect on my past week, and plan out my weekend to get in as much as possible. Saturday mornings have always held magic. I recall getting up early as a kid, waking up my parents, watching Bugs Bunny and the Road Runner, having a great breakfast from my Mom, and looking forward to accompanying my Dad on a carpentry side job he would do to make some extra money. Later in life, Saturday mornings meant being awakened by my own kids, making breakfast for them, and watching cartoons with them.