Ok, really now...I want to be a good mom, a great mom in fact. But taking on the challenge of Tiger Cubs is not as easy as it sounds. Wow, 6 first graders in one cramped room spells DISASTER. So, why not take them to the Firehouse where they can learn something, get out in the open, act like good little scouts...hmm, like I said " What was I thinking?"
Let's start with the wait til another group arrives. You can tell the difference between the two packs. One pack had 5 little cutie pie's lined up on the sidewalk, reciting the Cub Scout Moto. Nice. Our little bunch was not lined up in a nice little row taking turns showing off what they know...NO, goodness no...they were busy swinging on the fireman's swing, climbing on the tree, running accross the parking lot to jump in a mud hole, playing tag, pushing the other boys ( who were told not to act like our group). Yeah! Ok, now whose child had to be rescued from the tree because he climbed to far up the tree to get down. Suddenly, he realized this and so did everyone else and they had to get the nice fireman to rescue him...no, not my son.
OK, so now we have landed INSIDE the firehouse. What can they do there? Hmm, they first took a look at the fishtank and decided the fishy needed some foody so lets dump the foody in the fishy tank. Quickly, move to the next room. Ok, so we now enter the sleeping quarters. All the while, my group is struggling to " follow the leader". One was lost in another room where he was shoving the recliner in reverse and thus tiping it over and almost knocking down the little cubicals. Nice! Wasn't my kid, nope!
Next we enter the garage. Great, put them on a leash I say...better yet line them up on the fence and " hose em down boys". After seriously talking about fires and not playing with matches, someone's child ( not mine of course) decided to tell eveyone that his mama farts and will that set off the fire alarm? Hmmm, Seriously...WHAT WAS I THINKING? Lucky for me, they didn't understand him because he quickly got an " important" phone call on his make believe phone...probably from someone REAL important!
Moving right along. Member the " hose treatment?" Well, one child in particular decided that it would be kinda funny to play in the water....not funny.
Let's just say, the other leader was flabergasted at what a disgrace our 6 innocent little boys were up to, so I did what any other parent would have done...tried to find " their" faults. Here is what I found, a big one y'all..Do you remember the scary movie " The Grudge?" Well, they have one little boy in that group that was a spittin image of that little boy in the movie..Hmmm, things aren't exactly what they appear to be I kept telling myself.
So, my Tiger Cub adventures are just a smidgett of what I deal with on a constant basis. Keep tuned in because there is MUCH MUCH more to come. Everyday is a new day in....the powell family....
Let's start with the wait til another group arrives. You can tell the difference between the two packs. One pack had 5 little cutie pie's lined up on the sidewalk, reciting the Cub Scout Moto. Nice. Our little bunch was not lined up in a nice little row taking turns showing off what they know...NO, goodness no...they were busy swinging on the fireman's swing, climbing on the tree, running accross the parking lot to jump in a mud hole, playing tag, pushing the other boys ( who were told not to act like our group). Yeah! Ok, now whose child had to be rescued from the tree because he climbed to far up the tree to get down. Suddenly, he realized this and so did everyone else and they had to get the nice fireman to rescue him...no, not my son.
OK, so now we have landed INSIDE the firehouse. What can they do there? Hmm, they first took a look at the fishtank and decided the fishy needed some foody so lets dump the foody in the fishy tank. Quickly, move to the next room. Ok, so we now enter the sleeping quarters. All the while, my group is struggling to " follow the leader". One was lost in another room where he was shoving the recliner in reverse and thus tiping it over and almost knocking down the little cubicals. Nice! Wasn't my kid, nope!
Next we enter the garage. Great, put them on a leash I say...better yet line them up on the fence and " hose em down boys". After seriously talking about fires and not playing with matches, someone's child ( not mine of course) decided to tell eveyone that his mama farts and will that set off the fire alarm? Hmmm, Seriously...WHAT WAS I THINKING? Lucky for me, they didn't understand him because he quickly got an " important" phone call on his make believe phone...probably from someone REAL important!
Moving right along. Member the " hose treatment?" Well, one child in particular decided that it would be kinda funny to play in the water....not funny.
Let's just say, the other leader was flabergasted at what a disgrace our 6 innocent little boys were up to, so I did what any other parent would have done...tried to find " their" faults. Here is what I found, a big one y'all..Do you remember the scary movie " The Grudge?" Well, they have one little boy in that group that was a spittin image of that little boy in the movie..Hmmm, things aren't exactly what they appear to be I kept telling myself.
So, my Tiger Cub adventures are just a smidgett of what I deal with on a constant basis. Keep tuned in because there is MUCH MUCH more to come. Everyday is a new day in....the powell family....
1 comment:
Preach it sister!! Love the blog, keep those stories coming and remember---"This is not your bathroom!"
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