Girl Scout Cookie sales are mostly in March. But tonight Abby's troop and a few other local troops met in a local Junior High School for a Cookie Rally. I was expecting this to be a right royal pain for the adults in the equation, but it was actually kind of fun. Aside from the usual making sure that Abby eats nothing untoward, I mostly got to chat with my fellow Brownie Moms and listen to the kids learning cookie-selling songs.
All around the neighborhood streets,
The Girl Scouts sell their cookies,
Ringing doorbells, asking please,
Please buy some cookies.
To the tune of Pop Goes the Weasel, as you might expect. Now maybe I can get it out of my head.
They made signs (for the record, the cookies are still $4 a box, at least here in the Girl Scouts of Western Washington area) for their sales. Abby identified which cookies she can eat - because she likes to be able to tell other allergic people what's safe (she can have four of this year's eight available flavors (well, six, but she doesn't care for the peanut butter (peanuts do not equal tree nuts) ones)).
So, Dear Readers, spend the next few weeks girding your loins for Cookie Season. And support your local Girl Scout - they help people (and have some fun!) with the cookie sales.
ETA: And... and (this is very important). Lizzy went to bed for her dad while Abby and I were gone. You people have no idea how freakin' huge this is!
ETA: And... and (this is very important). Lizzy went to bed for her dad while Abby and I were gone. You people have no idea how freakin' huge this is!
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