pen_grunt | Whadda I got? Little girls.

I volunteered at my niece's girl scout camp today. I was in the group with going-into-fifth-graders.

You know what would be really effective in stopping terrorism? Plunking a suspected terrorist down in the middle of a girl scout camp and making them lead crafts and badge activities. They would confess, alright.

It's not bad, it's just so exhausting. Like maintaining order and decent social behavior (between the girls) is a constant struggle. They're at the age where a third of them are trying to get away with something, a third of them are too cool for anything, and the final third cling to the adults.

I feel bad for my mom. Today she had me and my sister there too. Tomorrow she's alone. With the chil'uns.

Tomorrow they're doing their archery badge.

I was sure to tell her I loved her when I said goodbye tonight. You know, just in case it gets all Lord-of-the-Flies with the bows and arrows.