Last week my small boy made his promise at Joey Scouts.
It was a very proud moment for his father, who was a Cub Scout
and for his mother, who was a Brownie Guide way back when brownies actually wore brown
and seeing as we both met at a Rover Scout meeting when we were teenagers, Dave and I thought it all very appropriate and circle – of – life like.
It was a lovely rite of passage for our youngest boy,
who is not really sporty and has no interest in dancing or art.
It seems to be a perfect fit for him.
He took the ceremony very seriously
and was very proud of himself when it was all over.
That three fingered salute was very hard for him to do but he was determined.
which is what I really love about him.
Our little Joey.
He always tries to do his best – which is all the scouting movement ever asks of anyone.
Were you in the Girl Guides or the Scouts?