Took the day off, to spend with the boys, and help my wife out. Ended up going up to Cub Country ( Fort Frontier ) for the entire day. Ended up with 4 leaders and 12 scouts, a great day of weather, and lots of fun.
Day started off kind of weird though, turns out that I drew the short straw, and had to stand in line to register all the kids. We have 2 combined cub packs, and our Benjamin is from a 3rd community pack. One of the kids brought their cousin from California, so we had even a 4th pack member. The bureaucrat at the table wouldn’t let Benjamin and California kid in, because there was no official print out for the entire pack on his clip board.
I explained my case, showed off the medical form, permission slip and proof of payment. All of which he refused to look at, because his paperwork was incomplete. Either way, I listened to his guilt trip for a few minutes. Begged and pleated, and got pissed off. I think when he started telling me the President Monson would not be happy with me if I didn’t re-register each kid into our pack, that I gave up. Either way he saw that he had completely broke me down, and was satisfied in that, so he let me go. ( I think it would be easier to get into heaven, than signed up for a Scout camp. )
We shot BB Guns, ran obstacle courses, took hikes, played games and practiced lots of knots. All the boys were great, and had lots of fun.