Success!
Beaver's was a hit. I dropped Jack off, and he joined right in, no problems. Everyone seems nice enough, I watched for the first few minutes, peeking through the door, because Jack told me I could go now... I watched as they sat in a circle, then one-by-one said their names and then they were to go and pat the pet beaver in the middle of the circle, well tonight it wasn't a stuffed animal beaver, I guess the leader forgot it at home...........so they used a sock instead. Yes. A sock. Hopefully we get a little more bang for our buck and they start using an actual stuffed animal beaver next week. Jack didn't mind though - he called it the dirty old sock. Go Beavers!
Now we have to get him a costume...
Now we have to get him a costume...
2 Comments:
Wah ha ha ha! I can't join the beavers but I'd join the Dirty Old Socks any day.
LOyalty to the dirty old sock? Sounds like our house. Rock on, Jack.
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