Our last den meeting as tiger cubs
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|Wed, 05-07-2008 - 3:57pm|
Cheryl-I pretty much copied your discussion title! Let's just say it inspired me. I only wish I had as much good stuff to report on as you had...
Our last meeting was after school yesterday. I was once again the adult who was planning the meeting but had more help from the den leader than I should have due to other circumstances. Anyway, we planned an ice cream party for the 5 boys since they had paid some dues earlier in the year and the money wasn't really used up. And we planned some balloon games and frisbee games so they could have some fun.
First off we started with 3 boys and that's only because I asked the one mom after school if she was going walking or driving and she had forgotten all about it. Another came late and then a dad came, but the mom didn't bring their son. So, the custody battle entered the cub scout arena. He tried to go get the boy because the mom said she was too sick to bring him, but when he got to the house (which is just down from mine, ugh!) she wouldn't let him get in the dad's car and then just drove him down herself, but she didn't come over. And the kids didn't want to come, he just wanted to stay here (on our street) and run around with the other kids whose parents don't supervise them either. (RANT, RANT!!!) They all eventually got there and ate ice cream during various stages of the meeting. Then we had a frisbee game to play while the last boy ate. The one boy (whose mom forgot) refused to play, but kept wandering over to the street and hiding in the bushes...his mom didn't say anything to him. They left early. Then the one in the custody battle kept trying to climb this ornamental tree with small limbs and the den leader and myself kept telling the dad that the tree wouldn't be able to hold his weight and he should have his kid get down. That kid refused to participate in the balloon game. While the last kid (mine) was picking up balloon pieces, the others and the one who is going to become den chief raided the ice cream toppings. I had brought my brand new container of colored sprinkles and there were only a couple of spoonfuls off the top...well, let's just say there weren't any to bring home after they filled their dixie cups...my son didn't have any, and he knew better than to do that. By the time he saw what was going and told me, it was too late. As far as meetings go, these are not really fun for me as a parent.
As far as completing requirements, I'm sure that the custody battle kid's parents have fudged records and made up stuff. I'm sure that the one with the forgetful mom never does anything anyway so there's nothing extra to record. The other one would never lie, and they don't do very much. So, there's just my kid and the den leaders kid who do stuff and get things and go to events. I have no idea about what this den will look like next year. Some times I think that the two who do things will be the only returning ones, but then I think they could all be there next year. Only time will tell.