Sometimes You Have to Wear the Samoa

Hello Friends,

We are in the thick of Girl Scout Cookie Sales over here. In-person sales are complete, but internet sales are still going strong. The thing that has the most impact on our calendar right now is the cookie booths

Undoubtedly you’ve been approached by Girl Scouts outside of your local grocery store. Here in Illinois, where recent laws have re-adjusted recreational activities, the more enterprising troops have partnered with cannabis dispensaries for their booths (our contacts are working this angle as we speak). This story comes to us from Wife’s point of view, as collected at their recent experience with Sweetie’s Brownie Troop outside of a local Dunkin’ Donuts.

The model is easy: a Brownie Scout’s parents sign her up to work a 1-hour shift; scout and parent (usually Mom) work the shift; cookie sales are split between the scouts that worked the shift. Troops are free to add whatever market differentiation they feel will increase their sales. In our troop’s case, they employ a cookie outfit, specifically, a Samoa.

Genius, right – who doesn’t love a Samoa? (Not that too many people say “no” to a sweet child selling deliciousness in a box, but still) Well, the outfit and selling situation made Sweetie upset. She didn’t want to wear the cookie outfit, she didn’t want to stand outside, and she didn’t want to make sales to strangers. If the girls were alone, this would be understandable, but they were all accompanied by an adult, usually their own mother. Thankfully, in true Brownie Scout tradition, this turned into a teachable moment for Sweetie and all the girls on that shift.

The Moms on this shift were no joke, with various attorneys, realtors and other entrepreneurial women in attendance. And they were all Moms (of course). Genuine role model squad here. The ladies let those scouts know that reaching your goal includes working the sale, running your hustle, and giving a little to get a lot. In kind, encouraging, and honest terms, they let the girls know that the world is not a kind place where merit badges just fall in your lap; you have to work for it. And sometimes reaching your goal means leaving your comfort zone. The title for the post comes from one of those realtor Moms who told the girls, “Sometimes you have to wear the Samoa.”

such a happy samoa!

Granted, I heard this story from Wife, so I’m passing on a second hand experience. But as an at-home parent, I get it. Sometimes it takes some compromise to get along. Over the past seven years, there have been a bunch of times where I thought to myself, “now how did I get into this?” One of the first things that comes to mind is swim lessons with me (in a swimsuit-ugh) and the girls, in turn, and a bunch of other parents splashing around and singing silly songs (but no one making eye contact). Oh yeah, I guess there’s that whole “career on hold” thing to remember too. Regardless, a little compromise for the benefit of knowing how my girls started their lives. The lesson clearly applies to professional life, too. So many times we are asked to complete “additional duties as needed”, and when we know the goal, we complete those duties.

Now clearly, I am not advising that a parent, at-home or otherwise, go against their values. The Moms weren’t telling the girls that either. As parents we have to be flexible, though, stay loose. Kids are fickle little humans, and strict adherence to rigid anything is not good for the household. Alright, now I’m thinking about Bruce Lee and moving like water.

Well, I hope all is going well for you in your corner of the world. For the record, Sweetie’s participation in the cookie booth earned her enough extra sales to level up to the next prizes. Woo-hoo! If for some reason you haven’t bought any Girl Scout Cookies, feel free to drop me a line at: DadsDiaperDetour@gmail.com – we’ll get ya’ connected. We’ll see you out there!

Sometimes Filters Work

Hello Friends,

We are NOT at Lollapalooza this weekend. In fact, we are far enough northwest of the park that I would not even claim to be “adjacent”. But thinking about “Lolla” made me think about social media, which, in turn, made me think about filters. I don’t use them often, but one day the girls found me my phone, turned them on, and took roughly 143 photos of themselves, their cousins, and their uncle. Many have been deleted, but one shot in particular catches my attention whenever I scroll through my photo gallery.

I like it. And in this case, I think the filter works. I think it works because it is simple, and there is just something about the Cricket’s expression. So for me, in this instance, the filter works.

Again, not too profound, so that’s it from me, friends. If you are at Lollapalooza, enjoy, stay hydrated, and stay safe. If not, well, have a good weekend.

Dad Jokes Abound

Hello Friends,

It seemed like everyone was getting in the Dad jokes this year. I starting hearing them last week, bandied about on radio programs, used in email contests, and, of course, enjoyed between Fathers in preparation for the big day. The Cricket latched on to a particularly “good” one, so here goes:

“What do you call a bear with no teeth?”

“A gummy bear!”

Even better than the joke itself is Cricket’s delivery. She doesn’t always wait for the “What?” after the opening question, and rapid fires the punchline at you. Of course, she’s cracking up regardless of your response.

I hope that the weekend, especially yesterday, was excellent, and that this week is starting off well too. Stay away from those real “groaner” jokes, but stay open to the funny ones!

Singin’ Out Loud

Hello Friends,

Our girls will often break out into song. Sometimes for a brief second, sometimes for a longer moment. And most often at the dinner table. Sometimes it is an actually song, many times it is just randomness. Either way, I seldom have a camera ready to capture the performance.

Well, here is one instance where I was ready, and the Cricket delivers. Her heart-felt delivery of this emotional ballad conveys her connection to her inner self. And by inner, I mean beneath the skin…actual inner, not metaphysical. Enjoy!

“I Love My Bones”

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I am going to try to put up more video content. Let’s see where this chapter takes us in 2019!

Damn Polar Vortex

Hello Friends,

By now you have all seen, heard, or experienced problems from the polar vortex. Even though it is leaving the Chicagoland area, this weather pattern is still causing problems. Just look what it did to our M&M cookies today:

Thankfully, I have not blogged about my past cookie fails, so there is no evidence to contradict my claim that these wafers are the result of the nefarious polar vortex. And really, these “cookies” have been the only thing to go wrong.

So I hope you guys have survived this weather well. More to come…

Car Ride Karaoke: “Sister Time”

Hello Friends,

we all know the situation: you’re driving along from point A to point B when all of a sudden it comes on. Your song…your jam. Before you can check the traffic around you, you break out into song. Full bore, all out beltin’ it. Maybe perfectly, maybe pitchy, maybe flat – doesn’t matter. In the car you always nail it.

Sweetie often breaks out into song in the car and I find myself thinking, “Aww, I wish I was filming.” The other day I had some assistance from Wife so here  we are. I’m not sure what to say about Cricket’s freak out (you’ll see). So move over James Corden; watch out Elena (of Avalor); Sweetie’s on. I hope you enjoy this glimpse into our car rides.

We’ll see you out there!

 

Quotable, Maybe Not Share-able

Hello Friends,

Wife recently brought home this little gem of a book and I thought I would share, both the book and my concern with using it. At face value, My Quotable Kid, appears as advertised: “A parent’s journal of unforgettable quotes.” Published by Chronicle Books, this hand-sized journal seems like a perfect tool to capture the funny things that kids say. The pages are printed with a series of empty, lined thought bubbles and text boxes, ready for filling. One issue that I have with this medium is similar to my concern with blogging in general – how much should I share?

Sweetie is now 6 and her comments are funny and insightful – definitely share-worthy. The Cricket is 3 (almost 4), and while she is sometimes profound and definitely funny, her comments can be surprising.

For the first example, let’s take a look at the naming of our Nissan Versa. So many people name their cars, our family is no different. The other day Cricket decided our car needed a name and that needed to happen…right now. Her suggestion: “Daddy, let’s call our car ‘Blackie’.” Sheesh. Looking at the car, which is black with dark-tinted windows, the name is obvious. Without that image, however, the comment from this child, with her pale “White-Hispanic” complexion, is a bit cringy.

Moving on, let’s talk food. Kids get their words wrong all the time. Everyone knows that, right? It caused me pause, however, when Cricket ordered lunch the other day by asking for “a big tit of pizza.” Yep, just like that. Again, funny, but it stops you when you hear (or read) that request without context. Okay, not sure what context I can give that one, though.

The last example stems from Cricket’s bathroom use. We had a bad run at the end of the school year where Cricket seemed to forget all of her training. One part of the recovery had Wife encouraging Cricket to hold her pee and walk herself to the bathroom. The other day when I commented that I had to use the toilet, Cricket, ever the helpful child, recommended, “remember Daddy, squeeze your vagina.” Ummm…yeah.

Out of the mouths of babes, eh? Kids say the darndest things, no? My Quotable Kid sits accessibly in our kitchen, just waiting to archive funny sayings like these. While I can’t buffer every quote with some sort of preface, they would spark some fun storytelling with the readers. Got any good quotes to share (Ha! – I know you do!)? Leave them in the comments below!