In my early days of parenting I swore my girls would never stand in front of stores begging people to buy cookies. I don’t think little girls should have to peddle high sugar products on street corners to earn a badge of approval from anyone.
Yet here she is, the Butterfly, dressed as a Trefoil. Or maybe it’s a Do-Si-Do?
She danced with the other Girls Scouts and sang I’m a little Girl Scout short and sweet, here are my hands and here are my feet to draw a crowd and sell cookies in front of a polling center on Election Day.
She didn’t mind at all. I couldn’t help but wonder…why don’t boy scouts have do do this to support their troop? How do they fund their camping trips and buy their ropes for knot tying?
I’m looking for the silver lining. My girl is getting sales training. It’s not free sales training, but it’s cheap. She’s learning young that if you dress up cute and sing and dance for strangers they will give you money for just about anything.
In this case, it’s just harmless cookies. Girls don’t need to know how to tie knots and survive in the wild, right? This isn’t Panem. Selling strangers overpriced crap they don’t need is a far more useful life skill.
I’m not saying Girls Scout cookies are crap. What kind of American doesn’t eat Girl Scout cookies?
I don’t. I’m not allowed to eat sugar.
And that could be part of the reason these damn cookies make me so cranky.
Mama wants a Trefoil.