The Puddles

So ’tis the season for cookies.  You know. Those tasty delicious cookies sold only once a year by adorable dewy eyed girls.  That’s right. They are irresistible.  The girls and the cookies.  The only problem . . . you can never just eat one.  You have to stock up for the entire year in one purchase.

So . . . both of my girls are selling cookies. Madie and Ainsley.  I tried to prepare Madie last year.  I told her that this was the last year that she wouldn’t have to share her sales.  But the reality of it all is hard.  Madie and Ainsley have not reached their goals yet.  Miss A just has to giggle when she gets to a house and she sells cookies. Madie is the power broker.  Someone sold down our street this year, so we had to venture out into our neighborhood to make sales.  And unfortunately (or very fortunately if you are the church) we have done a good job of recruiting people from church to be in Girl Scouts and people from Girl Scouts to join our church.   So Madie has some competition.  That is ok. It is good for her to share.  That just means we have to work a little harder to meet our goals.  So I have a babysitter coming on Saturday to watch “the boys” (Gordon and Ben) while “the girls” and I go around the neighborhood and sell more cookies.

We are working really hard. Madie, Ainsley, and I are determined.  I don’t have an office for the girls to sell too, so I am finally doing it . . . I am soliciting.  For anyone who would like some delicious Girl Scout cookies from two very adorable, yet powerfully determined, girls . . .  you know how to reach me. (Cookies can be purchased and donated to our local food bank.)