Ben is officially a Tiger Scout (which comes before cub scouts and then boy scouts). So far he is loving it and Paul is too. Paul has been waiting for this day pretty much since we found out we were expecting a baby boy when I was pregnant! He quickly stepped up with another good friend of ours to be the Den Leaders (seeing as how he is an Eagle Scout, he is well qualified for the job)! And they had a pack camp out pretty much right away. The whole family was invited to camp out (you can imagine my excitement upon learning this) and we all decided to go (some of us more reluctantly than others). So, first thing we did when we got there was to set up the tent! By the way, I am using the term "we" here, but I had no part of it really...
Everyone else helped though. Juliette was keeper of the stakes and would give one to Daddy whenever he needed it and Abbey helped hammer down the stakes.
And since Paul only had a back packing tent, we borrowed this one from a friend. It looks a little sketchy, but it worked great for us. And, my very good friend who knows me too well brought an air mattress for me and the girls to sleep on! She told me she was worried I would not make it through the night without it and I think she was right! Sleeping on the air mattress between the girls was fine, but I was pretty cold throughout the night and spent most of the night switching between the girls and cuddling them to make sure they were warm enough and trying to stay warm myself! I think if I had been warmer, I might actually have slept ok.
So here are the Tiger Scouts and since it was their first event, they were awarded their kerchiefs and slides and handbooks in a little ceremony.
The girls had a lot of fun with their friends (again, lots of younger siblings that they know and play with often).
The food was fine, although slightly disappointing to Paul. In the morning, someone ran out to Dunkin Donuts for breakfast. Although the kids liked this (look at their line below), I think Paul was disappointed they didn't do more cooking over the fire...perhaps next time...
It actually wasn't too terrible. Don't get me wrong, it's not something I would really choose to do or do often, but if the conditions were right I could go again if my son begged me to :)