Today, Monkey Girl wrassled, yes I said “wrassled,” a bear.
She was so brave. She walked up to that bear and wrestled him to the ground.
Then, she stuffed him and mounted him.
Then, she made fire out by rubbing two sticks together, outside of the wigwam she had made earlier in the day.
OR…
Perhaps we just went to the Morris County Great Swamp Nature Center with her Girl Scout Troop.
Aside from the fact we were completely exsanguinated by the mosquitoes…
…it was a great time!
Monkey Girl had a Girl Scout sewing class today.
It was Sewing II, but she wasn’t a part of this troop for the Sewing I class, so they weren’t going to let her participate because she wasn’t there for the session where they learned how to use the machines.
In the end, though, they let her participate.
All by herself, she made this skirt, that can double as a tube top.
She sewed in the elastic and the ribbon, sewed the seam…
Again, she did it all.
I’m so proud of her!
Guess there’s no excuse not to bust out that new sewing machine and get this sewing show on the road!!!
Monkey Girl is a Girl Scout.
A Brownie, to be exact.
She loves being a Brownie. She loves everything about it.
In her old school, she had Brownies once a month. In her new school, they haven’t actually met yet, as it is run a little differently, but tomorrow is their first meeting to kick off the cookie sale.
She is just beside herself with excitement.
She has her Brownie vest, but all of the badges aren’t quite on.
See, the badges are iron-on.
Irons and I are not friends.
Irons and I don’t like each other very much.
I think you could go so far as to say that irons are my enemies.
I tried to iron-on some of her badges in the early years, but they never stuck, they fell off, and it was a huge pain in my patootie.
So, I started sewing them on.
I love to sew.
I do not love to sew Brownie badges, because they aren’t made to be sewn. They are thick material with some sort of plastic-y backing stuff that needles do not pass easily through.
So, over the last two years, the badges have just kind of…piled up.
Tomorrow’s meeting is not after school. It is in the evening at a local pizza place.
I figured we were home free with the whole vest-wearing thing.
Then the e-mail came.
“Let’s have the girls wear their vests and brown pants to school tomorrow!”
Well, we don’t have brown pants, and the vest isn’t quite up-to-date.
I’ve got a looooong night ahead of me.
It’ll be worth it when I see the smile on her face in the morning, but for now, I say again…
I’ve got a looooong night ahead of me.
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