I have entered a new threshold in life, from which there is no turning back: Scouts. Cub scouts, to be specific. Yep, I'm a den leader. Never mind that my 4 kids are too young to participate. It don't make no never mind. Ask me how devoted I am to the Scouting program and what I think about it being a bureaucratic fraternity for adults more than anything else. Ask me.
Some highlights from yesterday's meeting:
We played Two Truths and a Lie as an introduction game. The first boy to go gave us these options to choose from. "I am a genius. I am dumb. I am cool." Hmm, which could be the lie? (Jami, that was your son, by the way. So full of confidence!)
During the closing prayer, I twisted up my face every which way and bit my cheeks and lips to keep from erupting in laughter when the 10-year-old earnestly prayed for help "as we strive to become celestial warriors." That was something he created on the spot. His parents didn't teach him that.
This isn't related to Scouts, but Aaron later made me laugh. At school it has been Drug-free Week, and the kids brought home little wristbands that proclaim that they are drug free. Aaron was looking for his and he asked, "Where is that thing I got at school that says 'Free Drugs' ?" I'm not sure the school's message is hitting home with this kindergartner.