It will probably come as a surprise to many who know me that not only was I a Girl Scout growing up, but that I actually enjoyed it. I joined the scouts as aBrownie, probably because my mom needed a break and the hour long meeting after school gave her relief from at least one of her four kids, even if temporarily. Girls Scouts, like a lot of things, was a mixed bag of great experiences and not so great ones, but looking back on it, it was a pretty meaningful character builder for me. Just for the heck of it, recently I took my girls into the Girl Scout Store near my house to take a peek around and was pretty overjoyed when my daughter was immediately intrigued by the patches and uniforms and books and cookies. She wanted to know if she could join and which uniform was “hers”.
Of course we didn’t leave the store without going over to the office and signing up for a troop. Within a day someone from the council called me because I had marked “willing to co-lead” on our sheet, which in Girl Scout-speak means “sucker”. Kidding. Though when the lady told me they had a leader shortage and if I wanted my daughter to be in Girl Scouts we’d have t take on a troop. Alrighty then. I’m about to disappoint that little vision in blue, so bring on the 6 year olds!