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I ... I might have bitten off more than I can chew with this Girl Scout thing. Twenty crazy girls, pulling and chattering and swinging and crazy and talking and giggling and crazy and hyper and bouncing and running and DID I MENTION THE CRAXY?!?!?!
I think we might need another leader and a mason jar full of tranquilizers. And that's just for me.
We didn't get to do the project I wanted because the beginning of the meeting was total chaos. I misunderstood one mom and thought that her husband was getting their daughter from after school - nope. Dad just showed up at 6 and then around 6:15 asked where his daughter is. So now the family is going to be charged for late pick up which I'll pay for (gladly) but I feel like shit about it. To make it up to the girl, I made her my helper today and for that she earned one of her petals.
Seriously, though -- I wouldn't be a bit surprised or upset if half these parents came to me demanding their money back and declaring me Horrible. And of course, my mind being what it is, I wondering what sort of fool I am to even THINK about becoming a teacher.
OTOH - every girl (and one brother) gave me huge hugs on their way out and that felt *awesome*.