Crossing over

See those sweet little faces in the photo above? Last week they became Boy Scouts. Not tigers or cubs, but full-on Boy Scouts. It happened in the blink of an eye.

Over the past five years my incredible (Eagle Scout) husband has wrangled and herded these crazy boys through the ranks of Cub Scouts. There has been a lot of wrestling and a lot of snacking and a lot of noise. And now, it’s over. Or rather, it is evolving.

The pack had a wonderful bridging ceremony, where the five Webelos literally and symbolically crossed a bridge from their Cub Scout pack to their new Boy Scout troop. It was beautiful, and my sweet Fletcher clearly felt the weight and importance of this step. He’s ready to move on. But it’s the end of a chapter, and that is always somewhat bittersweet.

The next week, Fletcher jumped right into life as a Boy Scout! I can’t believe how little the new Scouts look next to all those big kids!! Saturday he spent a full day at a 6 hour merit badge class to earn his First Aid badge. I am so proud of how eager is to follow in his father’s footsteps – all the way to Eagle Scout!


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