Is yellow my color? I think I quite like it.
Yep, that's me. A Cub Scout Den Mother.
I giggle as I type that title. I picture a gray woman, up in her years, but still full of spunk & energy, donning a scout uniform with a plethora of patches and beads, instructing a group of boys on pocket knife safety, with a plate of homemade cookies waiting to be served once everyone has shown proficiency on the subject. Maybe that will be me . . . in a few decades. :)
For now, I am the newly called Wolf Leader. I get to work alongside a great lady and provide fun, learning, serving, creating activities for the 8-9 year old boys once a week. Last week we made pine-cone bird feeders and charts to track our healthy habits like, brushing teeth, bathing, drinking water, and playing outside (gotta keep it simple for these 8 year olds). This week we'll be picking up trash and making cards for Veterans in a local nursing home.
Really, what a great job is this!
And the uniform isn't too bad either. I don't think I have ever had a job, assignment, responsibility, calling, etc. that has had a uniform to go along with it. Oh, scratch that. There were those 2 years I was a part of the FBLA Leadership in our chapter. Picture red and black plaid, pleated, school girl skirts. Doh! - I guess there were those marching band uniforms too. So just scratch that thought altogether.
This, being the 100th year of Boy Scouts (bet you didn't know that!) they are offering a special award that the boys and adults can earn. I'm looking into this one because I want more patches! :)
I'm also excited because this is perfect timing for me to be more involved here. Conner is a cub scout and Payton will be joining us early next year. We've got almost 4 Cub Scouting years left in our family.
In the next few months I'll be memorizing the Cub Scout motto and oath, attending day camp, perfecting my Wolf ears to encourage silence & attention from the boys, trying to feel comfortable (and not silly) when I hold my fingers in salute while saying the Pledge of Allegiance, and channeling my inner 8 year old boy. Thankfully, I've had a lot of exposure to this demographic.
