TC the Terrible

One of the things that makes Cub Scouts such a good thing, is the field trips. Our guys made a trip out to a local historical site yesterday to visit a pre-Civil War era farm that had a dairy operation. They saw the ruins of the building were the dairy produced milk, cheese and butter. The guys also saw a large hole in the ground that had once served as the ice house for the farm.

I was out of place as the only parent not snapping dozens of photos as the boys roamed the site. Next time, I’ll have to do better.

I did manage to get a shot of the butter that THE BOY made. Butter requires a lot of shaking to form up, but it tasted damned good.

They pegged me again. I’m beginning to wonder if this issue is ever going to go away. Saying out loud what people are thinking is therapeutic but leaves a long trail.

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TC

It was a pretty good weekend overall, in case you were wondering. None of the death threats or promised ear gouging happened so I was kind of let down, but the day is still young and hope always springs eternal.

Soccer was laborious this weekend. THE BOY likes his coach and most of the guys on the team, but damn the moms are high maintenance. Nothing but a bunch of divas with a social agenda that only marginally involves their sons’ lives. I’m convinced that for a couple of them, the kids are only props allowing the women an excuse to stay home all day.

SDSM had a great game Saturday morning; two base hits and pulling a burner out of the dirt to make an easy play on first. She’s getting a real head for the game.