My boy scout.
Isn't he adorable?
(I can't say that around him, apparently we've reached the stage where any gushing by his mother is definitely uncool.)
He was so excited to go to his first den meeting(?) tonight, and when he got home the first words out of his mouth were, "Mom! I can earn my Bobcat by next week! There are eight paths and I can do one a day!" I am not sure what all that means, but I am glad that he is so enthusiastic about scouting. A goal orientated program is so right up his alley. I am just glad that my biggest responsibility will be sewing the patches on his shirt. That, I can handle.