We have lots of scouting happening around here. Clara is in Brownies, the boys are up to there eyeballs in campouts and merit badges, I'm unhappily, resentfully, and bitterly the cub scout master. There is a long story that adds to my resentment and institutional gender discrimination bothers me to my bones so I feel like I'm helping to perpetuate the terrible inequality, so that adds to it as well. Anyway. Deep breath. Moving on.... Rob is the assistant Scout Master.
We did the girls snack badge at our house. Things got out of control this day. Accidents, tears, drama. Wow, it was nuts. But oh well:
Girl Scout cookie time!
Various campouts. This is a great group of leaders and boys. (The boys are learning so many cool things and getting a lot of pretty great leadership opportunities. It's great. Lucy's experience in the church couldn't be more night and day. Sorry, I can't not shut up about it. I'm so so so appalled by the disparity. Yup it REALLY bugs. Happy for my boys. Sad for my Lucy.)
This solves the mystery of why the boys reek of campfire smoke when they get home.















