I keep saying this but here it is again…last week was one of the busiest weeks we’ve had this year. We finished the renovation to the downstairs bedroom. Pickle has ‘unofficially’ moved in and Willis has decided he’d rather stay & share a room with Pudder. Until his 6 then he’ll move. We hosted Pickle’s Cub Scout Pack cookout/campout, we attended the dedication of the garden Memorial built for my mom’s boyfriend who was killed on Christmas day and my sister-in-law, my new nephew and I attended a bridal shower.
For the most part I’ll be covering the Cub Scout Pack Cookout/Campout, so pay attention!! At times it was pure craziness! It was sooo much fun though!! Overall I think everyone had a great time. My personal favorite event was The Treasure Hunt Maze. We had agreed to host the cookout back in March or April. In anticipation for the event we allowed a portion of our ground to grow into mostly foxtail. As it grew we mowed a maze into the grass. I would sometimes get lost but always find my way home again. Seriously. To add an extra ‘bling, bling’ to the maze and to help our Wolf Den accomplish an achievement we added the treasure hunt element. The scouts and their siblings were divided into groups of 3-4.
***We pause this program to add a SIDE NOTE: One of the greatest part of our Pack is how family oriented we are as we organize things to include all of the siblings of each scout. Back to our regular programming….***
At the beginning of the maze there was a sign with a question & three answers. Each answer took the group a different direction…if the the question was answered correctly they found the next sign. At each sign they were also rewarded with a prize. The last prize was really brilliant on my part. **Pat, pat** I purchased glow sticks & bracelets. We knew where they were once night fell. Of course, they spent most of the time in the maze.
We also did some pumpkin decorating, played a little flag football and of course, S’mores and campfire songs!! I have LOTS of favorites in this post…I was a die-hard 4-H Camper growing up. I even volunteered as a part-time counselor and later took a position as a lifeguard & full-time counselor. My absolute FAVORITE song is ‘The Skitters & the Bedbugs.’ I was having some senior moments and could not remember all of the words. I jumped on the wonderful Google search engine and found that there were many, many, many versions to the song. I never did find the version I learned – but something fairly close. This morning as he was getting ready, Pickle had found the version I printed out & edited. So as he got dressed, ate his breakfast, put on his shoes, I listened to him singing the song. All of a sudden I had an out of body experience & I remembered more of the version I was taught!! I’m so excited! So I’m going to share a mixed up version of it with you! You should feel very, very special.
Tomorrow’s post will be about one of the skits several of the parents performed. It was hilarious! I might even include a couple more campfire songs…stay tuned!
Here is the song…enjoy!
I woke up Sunday morning and looked there upon the wall, the Skeeters & the bedbugs were playing a game of ball.
The score was 19-20, the skeeters were ahead, the bedbugs hit a homerun & knocked me out of bed!
Chorus: Singing, eenie-meenie, minie, mynie moe, catch a bedbug, bedbug, by his toe & if he hollers, hollers, hollers, let him go, singing eany-meany, minie, moe!
***This is where I forget the next verse…something about “I see London, I see France, someone has lace on their ___________ I don’t think they say underpants but can’t remember.*** Here is the verse I found online…
I went downstairs to breakfast, I ordered ham & eggs, I ate so many eggs, the ham rolled down my legs!
My mother was a German, my father was a spy & me the little taddle tail I told the FBI!!
We didn’t feel the last verse was appropriate so we DID NOT use it but here it is…
I fell into the sewer, and that is where I’ll die, they didn’t call it murder they called it SEWER-CIDE!!
Happy camping!! Wow, I think I’ve had too much coffee this mornin’!
P.S. For those of you who are keeping track, there have not been any additional deer harvested. :0( I did get a lottery either-sex shotgun tag!! Woohoo!
Before embarking on a new activity, as a parent I always ask myself, “What is my purpose or goal for enlisting our child in the activity?” Last fall Cub Scouting became an option for Pickle. And we asked the question. What do we want Pickle to gain from Cub Scouting? Of course, we want all of our boys to be successful, caring individuals who have self-worth. Over and above this we want them to have a trait neither my hubby or I feel we had…Confidence.
Fast forward 9 months…Last week, Cub Scout Camp 2010 (Click here to read more about our Cub Scouting journey.)
As leaders, two of us took Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. Others filled in during Tues. and Fri. as they could. There were 21 boys. Ten from our Pack and 11 from another who couldn’t have cared less who we were or that they should even attempt to respect us.
***VERY IMPORTANT TIP & NOTE TO SELF: Avoid walking on Mon. if at all possible.***
I’m a little dizzy from Mon. & reeling from all of the Mack trucks that ran over
me. (SIDENOTE: Two years ago I thought I’d try substitute teaching. Due to a breast-feeding schedule – God’s way of saving me some embarrassment – I was never able to go in but my husband always said they’d eat me alive if I did.) As of last Monday, he was officially 100% correct!
If I’m still dizzy now, 8 days later, imagine how I felt last Tue. Well, let’s not. I spoke with the mom who went on Tues. and learned that the boys all got into trouble during archery and air gun rifle. This pushed me over the edge and somehow on Wed. morning I emerged as Hilter. We had a fantastic time in the sports station as each Scout would go through an obstacle course. Then it was archery time. Prior to leaving the Sports area I attempted to line the boys up single file. This
bombed like a flying bird pooping through the air. It also charged my temper. As I arrived at the archery area I went to the head instructor and told him we are implementing a ‘zero tolerance rule,’ – listen, be quiet and sit patiently or you’ll sit out for the rest of the day. The younger boys ‘got it,’ except for the ADA child. The older boys looked at me like ‘whatever lady! We are in charge here!’ Even so, they did well through archery. Then came airgun – the rule was re-explained but this time they tested it & two boys ended up sitting out.
There was an indifference…do we like her or do we respect her?? As the day went on I tried to bond with a couple of the boys signing songs like “I don’t know what you’ve been told, but Girl Scout cookies taste like mold!” and helping them bait their hooks at fishing. On Thurs., I worked to build more rapport. They became more attentive to the rules which led to more fun. At the end of the day, as we were marching in the single file row I failed to create on Mon., I mentioned to a couple of the boys that I wouldn’t be there on Fri…to my surprise they were disappointed. On Fri., watergun day, I went to pick Pickle up. One of the older boys was trying to shoot a boy who was standing in front of me. The boy in front moved and I became the hit target. The look on his face was something I’ve dreamed of seeing on my own boys’ face. His face went from smiling to scared and he quickly apologized, stumbling over his own words. I said it was alright and we hi-fived. It was a new-found confidence that Cub Scouting gave an unintended person…ME!
Before embarking on a new activity, as a parent I ask myself, “What is my purpose or goal for enlisting our child in the activity?” Last fall Cub Scouting
became an option for Pickle. And we asked the question. What do we want Pickle to gain from Cub Scouting? Of course, we want all of our boys to be successful, caring individuals who have self-worth. Over and above this we want them to have a trait neither my hubby or I feel we had…Confidence.
Did you know there have been numerous Presidents, CEO’s, Military commissioners, actors, athletes, etc… who began as Scouts? Who doesn’t want their kid to be successful? Sign him up Scotty!
Our Cub Scouting experience started off on a rough step. Our den leader had no clue what she was doing, lacked reliability, couldn’t connect with our kids and ultimately quit three weeks before our boys were to ‘cross-over’ to the Wolf den. The parents all decided we would re-group and each take on a responsibility. No problem we’ve got it covered. We sat down to plan out what was left to do. We had spent 6 months completing only 5 of the 15. AHAHAH! Chaos ensued. How are we possibly going to complete 10 things in 3 wks when it took 6 months to do 5?? Our team stepped up to the plate. It was a whirlwind but we had a blast and the kids got to do some pretty cool
things…Help produce a commercial at a local TV station, then sat in on the evening news and then were surprised when they put us all on TV! We took all of the kids to my in-laws to fulfill a dairy/food activity, went on a hike and picked up trash. Toured a police department, had their fingerprinting
completed and solved a make-shift crime…that was SUPER cool!
While all of this was taking place three of us emerged as the Den leaders, including myself. Then news came that our Pack leader was leaving the Pack since her youngest son was moving on to the Boy Scouts and she would be taking on responsibilities there. Well, one of the three of our Den leaders decided to take on the job. The other took on an Assistant Pack Leader position…and here I am. I’m excited and ready for the task!
Update…We just completed Cub Scout Camp 2010. Click here for ‘the rest of the story.’