Kiss My Knits!

In case you were wondering, here’s what we’re planning for our first Brownie meeting.

Last week a Brownie parent called me. Her daughter and another little girl had been part of a troop where the rest of the girls had aged up into Juniors, and two girls wasn’t enough for a standalone troop. She had spoken with another mom and with the co-leader, both of whom said to call me to get the okay for them to join our troop. Which I gave. We talked about cookie sales, activities, etc. for a while. When I got off the phone, it hit me that everybody said to talk to me to be sure it was okay. I AM NOT THE LEADER.

So to be sure everyone realized that we were back up and running, I drafted a “hi, parents!” letter. I sent it to the co-leader to get her input on it, since I AM NOT THE LEADER and unilaterally doing this kind of thing makes it easier for people to think that I am. Last night she wrote back and said, “sounds good! Have you thought about what we’re going to say at the meeting?”

I got home from the weekly stitch session last night just before 11pm and saw the mail. Since I was still hopped up on caffeine, I stayed up ’til midnight and wrote a freakin’ novel outlining how the meeting should probably go, what we were going to say, what materials we still needed, etc. Then I e-mailed GS HQ to ask for details on how badges are handled.

The letter looks like I’m detailing how we’re going to invade Normandy, not run a Brownie meeting. This is not the action of a mere interested mom.

Crap. I’m the freakin’ leader.