Showing posts with label Brownies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brownies. Show all posts

Monday, May 20, 2019

To the Bridge

Hi folks.

Well, it's been two years since we last did this - Abby's Girl Scout troop, led by Kris and Courtney, have 'graduated' (for lack of better term) from Brownies, and therefore it was time, once again, to hold a Bridging Ceremony.

If you'll recall (via the hyperlink above), last time we did this we did it in our own backyard, since we do have ourselves a bridge (recently scrubbed clean, by the way - just need to put some waterproof finish on it.)  Girls line up and take turns crossing the bridge, removing their patch-covered Brownie sashes, and donning the teal vests of the next class of Girl Scout, Juniors.  They then talk about the scout character traits they identify most with, and what they liked most about being a Brownie the last two years.

Following this, everyone - scouts and parents alike - hung out and picnicked in our backyard.  I was grateful that this time around I didn't simultaneously have a shitload of unpacking to do.  Still kinda sucked seeing how it was a school night, though - I really wanted people to eat fast and get the hell out of my backyard.

That shouldn't be all that surprising to anyone, honestly.

So yeah.  Here's another Bridging Ceremony. . .

Swearing fealty to all things Girl Scouts.
Bustin' a gut.  Great composure, kids.
Opening remarks.  Courtney, as usual, did all the talking while Kris handed stuff out.
Abby was the first up.  You could tell she was nervous, because she fast-walked across the bridge - practically jogging - and I barely had time to snap a decent picture of her.  Of course.
She shucked off her sash so fast I didn't get a shot of that either.  Way to go, kid.
Donning the teal.
Presenting Abby with her certificate of completion (or whatever the hell it's called), along with a new Girl Scout water bottle.
Abby tells the assembled masses her favorite things about being a Brownie.
Later, once the entire troop went through the above process.
Attempting to take some group pictures on our bridge. . .
Kinda surprised it held all this weight without buckling, to tell ya the truth.
Another Junior in the house. 
Kris helps set up the potluck table.
Now seriously. . . get the hell out of my backyard, people.

- Brian

Friday, February 22, 2019

World Thinking Day

Girl Scouts.  Yet again.
Hey Internet,

Another day, another frickin' Girl Scout obligation.  I won't bother you this time again with another one of my tirades against this organization - you all know how I feel about the Girl Scouts - so I'll just cut to the chase:  this evening was World Thinking Day.  Like I explained last year, this was an exhibition of multiple foriegn countries, each represented by a display created by one of Midland's various Girl Scout troops.

It's a f***ing trainwreck.

This year, Alayna's troop chose Germany as their country, and Abby's troop (led by Kris and Courtney) selected India.  They all went up to the Trinity Lutheran church around 5pm in order to set up, but I didn't have to head over until 6:30 or so (booya.)  After an hour or so of watching various cultural 'skits' (which varied from traditional dances, to simple readings, to actual skits), people walked about the room to check out other countries' display boards and 'artifacts' and sample one another's cultural cuisine.

So here we go again:  World Thinking Day '19.

Enjoy.

Super Sashes
Abby's troop.  Bein' weird as always.
Here come Ze Germans.  I had a pretty good video of their troop, but, again thanks to Blogger's 100mb size limit, you folks won't be able to see it.  Sorry, guys.
Alayna's troop leader didn't know how to pronounce the proper German name for this authentic German children's game, so she called it 'Hit the Pot.'  Which I, personally, found quite nostalgic.
The Indian delegation, reading the India Girl Scout pledge.  Or something.  I guess.
Archa, one of the girls in Abby's troop, is of Indian heritage (hence why they picked that particular country), and her mom made up an authentic Indian dish of some kinds of vegetable curry stew that was, in all honesty, one of the greatest things I've ever tasted.  It was incredible, and seeing how the mom 'just threw it in an InstantPot,' we begged her for the recipe.  Hopefully Kris can pull it off.
Some traditional Indian. . . stuff.  Again, Archa's family provided, like, 100% of this display.  Kinda like I did last year with the girls' Ghana display.
The German display.  I observed that there were similar displays from other European countries - Poland, Austria, France, Belgium - so I pulled a few members of Alayna's troop aside and told them that, since they were Germany and everything, they should start seizing other troops' European display boards.  I then had to give a brief lesson on Germany's aggressive behavior during the 1930s and '40s, and I almost had a few of the girls convinced that this was something they should totally do, but Kris - of course - had to shoot that idea down.  Just like the buzzkill she is.
Abby's troop.

- Brian

Saturday, February 2, 2019

Another Day at the Races

What's up, Internet.

Quite regularly, we find ourselves discussing the Girl Scouts throughout this here blog of ours.  This shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone, honestly, seeing how both girls are involved in their own troops, and Kris is a co-leader of one of them (Abby's.)  Meetings, fundraisers, cookie booths, field trips (or whatever the hell the Girl Scout equivalent is called), service projects, door-to-door pressure sales, you name it.

And also Pinewood Derbies.

These, I don't mind these too much.  I'm not big into Nascar or anything like that, but watching little kids compete all afternoon for their parents' admiration?  Watching other kids' parents eyeball one another's cars with scrutiny and jealousy?  The soaring highs and gut-wrenching lows of the various heats?  Honestly, these derbies have less to do with the girls themselves than the dads, uncles, and grandfathers who actually built the cars.  And those dudes get really into Pinewood Derby. . .

I love every minute of it.

See?  South Park gets it.
Me?  I don't fancy myself a carpenter at all, and so, like last time, we had Papa John step in to assist Abby with her car.  He had shaped out Alayna's car back in 2016, and then she painted it up like one of those God-awful Minions.  Abby requested a 'pink Lamborghini,' so John shaped it accordingly and spray-painted it a solid pastel Barbie-esque pink.  Afterwards, I helped Abby do some customization with a black sharpie marker (complete with "Girls Rule" scrawled in fancy script along the front hood of the car.)

As it turns out, Abby's car was destined for greatness, as you're about to see here.  She was an absolute juggernaut on the tracks, and dozens of girls and their pitiful cars fell before her.

I have to say, it was incredibly satisfying watch so many dads gnash their teeth in frustration over her string of victories.

Check it out. . .

Registering for the races.  The organization of this year's races were much better organized than the one we went to in 2016.  There was no waiting around for hours and hours here - the entire thing was over and done with in an hour and a half.  Furthermore, each series of races was broken up by age group, so all of Abby's races took place within a half-hour time-frame.  It made the day go by a hell of a lot faster than last time, I can tell you that much.
Alayna (who's troop didn't want to participate this year), Ella (whose mom, Courtney, co-leads Abby's troop), and Abby.
They gave out the Participation medals right at the beginning of the races.  You can tell the people putting this on think very highly of the Participation medals.
After all the Daisy troops raced (the age group below Abby's), it was time to get into the Brownie races.  Abby's car is second from left, in the third lane.
Kris took a video of this race with her phone, but the file was too large to upload here.  At least she got the reaction after Abby's car blew everyone else's out of the water.
Abby in the second lane this time, a few races later (sometimes kids would go twice in a row, sometimes you had to wait ten or fifteen minutes between races, but it was nothing like the last time around.)
Ka-BOOM.
That's not a race, it's a blood bath.  Check out those times.
This kid was pumped.
Life in the First Lane.
Third race.
Where are the other cars?
One of the other cars didn't even make it to the finish line.  Abby was dominating the competition at this point.
Archa (at the far right) is also in Abby's troop, and sat in the front row with the others throughout most of the races.
The Championship - Abby in the fourth lane now (which, by me and a few other dads' reasoning, was a little slower than the other three - the times weren't consistent with the other three lanes.)  Ella's car is in the first lane here - her car was also undefeated, and the other two had only lost a race or two themselves.  This was the final race of the Brownies.
A definite nail-biter, as you can see Abby's car was slowed down by the fourth lane.  It was pretty head-to-head there.
In the end, the Houghs prevailed.
We had to wait around for about 45 minutes while the Juniors and whatever the hell the age group after the Juniors were ran their heats.  While Kris and I hung out with Ella's parents (Erik and Courtney), Alayna borrowed Kris' phone and occupied herself in the usual manner.
Abby and Ella.
 
Announcing the winners in each category.  For each age group, they awarded 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place for Best Design and 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place for Speed, as well as Best Girl Scout Theme (whatever the hell that means.)  Abby's car took 1st Place for Speed, which was a shocker to no one, honestly. 
Abby accepts the Gold.
When they announced her name for 1st place, the presenters referred to her as 'Abigail Hugh.'  So here Ella's whispering at her to tell them the correct pronunciation for the name 'Hough.'  The presenters were nice enough to oblige.
To the victor go the spoils.
Some of the Troop (not sure where the others were.)
The Winning Team.
- Brian