My boys and their Dad have their first foray into the world of Scouting tonight. My first-grader, especially, is stoked.
What is he most excited about, you ask? Is it learning to camp or canoe or tie knots? Is it making new friends?
He feels the irresistible pull of this...
"Ooh, Mom... it looks like a police shirt!" he told me last night when I showed him this photo of the Cub Scout Uniform.
Um... I thought, Police shirt?? Seriously?!??
Then I showed my son the Cub Scout promise. He recited faithfully:
I, (say your name), promise
to DO MY BEST
To do my DUTY to GOD
And my Country
To HELP other people, and
To OBEY the LAW of the Pack
Oh, how he relished those last words... You know, the part about THE PACK.
It makes me think he's going to come home howling tonight.
[This is the part of the post wherein Julia pauses to thank the Lord in heaven that the boys' DAD is doing scouts with them, not her... Because -- well -- giggling during pack meetings would be frowned upon, I'm sure. ]
I showed him the Cub Scout Motto immediately after the promise. With the same irrepressible joy, he practically shouted Do Your Best!
I thought, well... that doesn't sound so bad.
(I'm still 50-50 on it... so we'll see how it goes. At the very least, a photo of him in that uniform will be SO worth it.)
- Midwest Mom