Superbowl Sunday and Cookie Booths

250 is the magic number.  250 boxes of cookies in one cookie season.  Ingrid has been working booths and selling cookies this year as we have been seeing our garage and living room overflow with boxes and cases of cookies.  Due to circumstances, Woody and I were thrust into the roles of cookie dad and cookie mom for Troop 2918.

Today's cookie booth at Walgreens in Sun Lakes started early at 9:45. There's a long time employee at Walgreens that showers the girls with attention, cookie purchases and treats from the store.  The treats  have been stuffed animals and large boxes of candy.  Wow.  Enda is his name and he's worked at Walgreens for 20 years.  

Ingrid, Abby and Makena worked the cookie booth this morning, greeting everyone and continually moving the table further and further out of the sun and the noon time wore on.  More and more folks came in to get last minute snacks and alcohol for the Super bowl.  It turned into a pretty good day.  At the same time we could see the Basha's grocery store entrance across the street.  They were doing a whole lot of business and the troop that got that booth was definitely selling more cookies.  Cookie wars!  Next year we will be on the trigger to get the best booths for the big game day.

For now, we enjoyed our time with Enda and the many people who stopped and chatted with the girls.

It's Been Waaaay too Long

I have realized over the years that this blog holds more value than I care to admit.  Looking back at our pictures is one thing; but it's the stories that go with it that make our family moments memorable.  And as I hide behind the excuses, the days go by and the kids get bigger.  So no more concerns about my writing skills, I just need to do it.

This evening I realized we still had some girl scout cookie money that needed to be deposited so I texted the Girl Scout leader to ask if she could pick up the money Saturday morning.  Instead she came over this evening.  Without dinner plans for either family, we decided to go with all the kids to Senor Taco for dinner and talk.

A fun evening for everyone.  We ended up talking until after 9 PM.

This morning was donuts for Dad's at Santan.  Erik was not going to let his dad get away with not going.  Mr. Lumberjack-fusion went with his plaid shirt and a smirk on his face - he said he needed more facial hair to be a lumberjack.