The anticipation of going to your first pack meeting...for both of us, turned out great. :0)
At school on Thursday Mason made a card for me that read, Dear Mom, I hope you will have a good time while I'm at boy scouts every time I'm at it. Love Mason. Scouts have been on his mind a lot lately. Mine too. I didn't finish putting on his last patch until a few hours before we were ready to leave. But it was ready and waiting for him after dinner.

When we arrived we were both a little nervous, then we found a friend. His pack presented the colors, I think that's what it's called. Mason was included even though he didn't know what to do. The Webelos included him in their skit too. He was in heaven. About half way through the meeting Mason leaned over to me and tells me it's better than he thought it would be. What a relief. We didn't get home until after 9, which was a bonus.
There is soo much to scouting. I'm sure I'm going to be lost...I'm lost already. I guess that's what leaders are for. I'm hoping I can help Mason earn something,
anything, before the next pack meeting. Yea!! for cub scouts!!