This is Max with a huge bag of garbage we picked up right around our house-for scouts. Who knew there were so many bud light cans and bottles hiding in the desert.
Unfortunately for me I found out that the ability to earn Cub Scout awards is based on age. Such as, if you turn 9 and haven't yet finished earning your Wolf, you're out of luck.
Max was turning 9 and I found this out, so I had to abjectly beg the young guy that's in charge of the program at church to give me a month extension. Not being someone with two children and two plus businesses to run he was not impressed, but grudgingly let me have it.
Anyway, we worked our buns off. BUNS OFF. And then the pack meeting he was supposed to get the awards at got postponed and we were out of town. So he still doesn't have the dang-nabbed patch. Anyway, it's a good thing he loves Cubs and had a great Wolf leader because it's been a source of great frustration and stress to me!
We'll do better with his Bear. I won't let him lose the book for six months this time.
I just keep thinking that if Cubs is this hard, how's it going to be when he needs to get his Eagle?
Whatever, at least he's cute. I love the garbage bag photo. He was so proud of himself. And I guess that's the point of all this, is getting the kids to do things they wouldn't normally do. And to make them want to do it again. Which he did, the crazy kid.
2 comments:
I need him down at the pasture just now. I'm going to fill my own bag. Love the light. Love the hat and the color and the look on the face. GET THE DANG PATCH. And you can finish the Eagle by 14. It's a great thing to do, because the thing is DONE.
And it's great that he loves cub scouts. I remember loving cubs when I was that age.
You're doing a good job
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