It’s Girl Scout Cookie time! Have you stuffed your face full of your favorite kind yet?
My eight-year-old daughter is enjoying her first year of Girl Scouts. She’s a Brownie. Last week, she was so excited to work at her troop’s cookie booth at a local super market.
I hung around for a few minutes to observe them in action before my daughter shooed me away. Later, when I picked her up, she told me a touching story that stemmed from her experience hawking Trefoils and Thin Mints.
“Mom, after you left there was a lady who came just because she wanted to buy Girl Scout cookies. She didn’t want to go to the store, she wanted to buy Girl Scout cookies! And she had a list of all the cookies she wanted to buy. But we didn’t have most of them, because we had sold out.”
“Oh, no! Did she get any?”
“Yes, she bought one box of Thin Mints.”
“Aw,” I said. “Was she an old lady?” I imagined an elderly lady, ala Betty White, clutching a list and slowly walking up to the Girl Scout cookie booth. My heart clenched as I pictured her disappointed upon learning that her favorites had sold out.
“No, she wasn’t an old lady,” answered my daughter. “She was a little old. Like you.”
HA!
Have you been called a little old lately? Or is there another adjective your kids have used to describe you? Please share and make me feel better about myself!
Oh now you’re in good company. Very good company. Remember when my then 4 year-old shared with his preschool class and all 40 parents of the two classes that his darling mother was 62? He is now 19 and I’ve yet to it 60. Thank you very much.
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Out of the mouths of babes! And I like being in good company with you.
My oldest daughter is 21 and she tells me I am old and dress old, but everytime I see her she is wearing some article of clothing that belongs to me.
Ha ha! That’s great. 🙂
I am anxiously awaiting the girl scout cookies that I ordered! I love the Thin Mints and the Samoas. Your story cracked me up because the other day I had a fall and had to go to the ER. (I tripped over a computer wire) I cut up my nose near my eyes and gave myself a black eye. My daughter asked me if it was going to scar, and I told they told me I might, but they didn’t think it would be too bad. She said to me well it doesn’t matter, you’re in your 40s. Nice. I guess we no longer want to look good once we hit middle age? LOL
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Oh, Michelle, sorry about your fall! And your unsympathetic teenager – ha ha! Here’s hoping for a beautiful recovery. 🙂
Well, even the “a little old” ladies need their Girl Scout Cookie fix! I turn 40 in May, but my five-year-old thinks I’m going to be 70.
Colleen @MommieDaze recently posted…These Are The Good Ol’ Days
In our kids’ eyes, we are absolutely ancient. Makes me rethink how I view people in their 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s and beyond!
Katy @ Experienced Bad Mom recently posted…A Girl Scout Cookie Booth Story
Does it count that my kids were discussing the Incredible Hulk the other day and spent 20 minutes pointing out that “mommy has hair under her arms like the Hulk!!” I’ve never felt more beautiful!!
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