Tonight was the first Beavers night of the year. I must say I wasn't terribly excited. Sometimes it feels like a bit of a chore.
Then I remembered that it was my little guy's first ever Beaver night.
That perked me up a bit. I couldn't help it. He was so excited.
Here's the picture of the new little beaver, the stodgy old leader dad, and the "old" beaver who likes to come and help even though he's been in Cubs for over a year.
And you know what? It was a great night. And little buddy was *so* happy. Kind of reminds me why I do stuff like this.
And hey. We get to have a Halloween party next month. But I don't think I'll go with the Ballet Dancer of Death this year.