I just got back from babysitting THE CUTEST four-year-old EVER. Seriously. He's got these huge brown eyes, and sandy blonde hair. He's one of those little boys that you just want to scoop up and take home with you, except that you can't tell the parents because they would be like, "Never again, child,"

And now I am on my way to the Pack 500 bridging over cerimony, which I am having shaken, not stirred, feelings about: on the one hand, my little brother and his den are going from first-year Webelos to second-year Webelos, which means that they'll have aproximately one year to get ready for Boyscouts. On the other hand, I've kind of bonded with the current second-year Webelos, who are bridging over to Boyscouts. This means that I will never see my guys again. EVER. Except maybe for camporees.
I don't know why I always fall in like with these dens; it's like I'm just setting myself up for heartbreak. Maybe I should get a therapist. Or maybe just some smarts.
I love these guys. Although, I have liked other dens more in the past...Like the Monster den, perhaps. And of course, Den 4. And there's Rob the Former Cubmaster.
But really, are a bunch of campouts and being called alternately 'Trouble' or 'The Girl' worth it?
I answer myself: Totally.
I love these guys.