(Anderson Baby Proofing our kitchen cupboards last week for his Family Life Merit Badge)
My thoughts on that day, "Oh goody. One more thing to make sure Anderson completes on time. One more thing to run him back and forth in the car. Why does the church support this organization?"
I was clueless in the world of Cub Scouting. Sure, my Dad had been a Scout Master, my brothers are Eagle Scouts but that didn't mean I paid any attention to how the program worked. I dropped Anderson off at his first Pack meeting and went home with no idea that this was supposed to be a family event. So you get the idea...I was uninformed and a bit less than enthusiastic. I did not "get" Cub Scouting. I did not see it as important, but rather as one more thing to add to my To Do list.
A few short months later I was released as Primary Chorister and called as the new Den Leader for Wolfs and Bears. I cried. I prayed. I cried some more.
5 1/2 years later and I get Cub Scouting. I am beginning to get Scouting. These programs are not only a fun and creative outlet for our young boys but they instill a strong foundation of values and responsibility that they will use their whole lives.
I love Cub Scouting. I love that I get to be in charge of Day Camp. I love that my boys are working toward their Eagle.
(Branson helped out with no clue that in a few short minutes he would no longer have access to all things poison)
So despite the fact that I still can't stand doing silly applauses...I understand why President Thomas S. Monson is such an advocate for the Boy Scouts of America, and I can't wait until Branson gets to be in Cub Scouts.