This year's Blue and Gold Banquet theme this past Friday evening was Hawaiian and the boys each shared some interesting facts about our nation's fiftieth state, which they read from the back of their ALOHA cards. From left to right, we have Max, Br. Staines (Scout Master), Christopher, Jacob, Peter, and Cameron.
Christopher presented me with the Bear pin and needed help pinning it to my sweater. Notice the small candy necklace I'm holding? That belongs to Christopher and I offered to hold it for him while he pinned me. Instead of leis for the banquet, I bought 65 candy necklaces for each place setting since I found them after Valentine's Day for half price. They were a big hit with all the little kids.
Christopher is focusing on how to remove the back of the pin.
Brad, Matthew, and Christopher helped with the color guard presentation. Christopher got a few awards too. He advanced from Wolf Scout to Bear in October, but it had not been formalized until now.
The Blue and Gold Banquet (and all the pack meetings) are family events. Lindsey had fun dining with Ivan and Julia. The fruit kabobs inside the pineapple halves made nice centerpieces. Michelle and Yvette whipped those together. I made 65 place cards for each place setting that welcomed everyone and had a toothpick umbrella attached. We had Hawaiian Haystacks for dinner and the dads and scouts brought homemade cakes for desserts. Matthew and Steven had the best looking cake, which was shaped like a realistic looking fish bowl. I knew from the moment I saw their cake that it was from their family. Last year they had the most intricate cakes too. Yvette must be helping with their cakes...because they are WAY too perfect looking. Kind of reminds me of the Pinewood Derby. Only the dads take over, I mean...help.
Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...
Comments