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I always looked at Boy Scouts as something Dads should do with their sons. Still do, really. I think it’s important for sons to spend time with their father, quality time in which there is learning, male bonding, role-modeling, and other various benefits that come from the mom not being around. The fact is, because of our mostly traditional family situation (Jim has always worked full time and I have always–except for a two-year period during which it was necessary for me to work full time–worked part time), I’m the one that has taken care of most of the involvement at the boys’ schools. (That was mostly in elementary school. It tapered when they each became middle schoolers and now, when I’m at the high school, I have to be careful that I say hello to teachers in an acceptable manner or not at all, of course!) In the elementary school years, I was the room mom for each of their classes every year except for one each during Kindergarten through 5th grade. I mostly loved it. I did Art Appreciation presentations, I helped with the school writing center, I took care of teacher birthday gifts from the class…the list goes on. (I even, at a “Health Fair Day” for the younger one, had my own group fitness station where I taught aerobics to small groups of fifth graders…FOR TWO HOURS STRAIGHT. I’m still sweating from that, I think!)
When it came time to start the older boy in scouting, Jim really wanted to do it. Actually, he had talked about it for years, even before the boys were born. It was sort of “there”: if we had boys, he’d take them to scouts. I thought this was awesome. I’m not an outdoorsy girl. (Surprised? I bet NOT.) I like s’mores and a lovely campfire, but only for a little while. Sleeping outside in a tent? Blech.
But it was great, because Jim didn’t push me to become involved. He became the den leader for each of the boys and eventually an Assistant Scoutmaster when the older one moved up to Boy Scouts, and then Scoutmaster.
I didn’t do much. Cub Scouts was all him. I think I went out and bought the Pinewood Derby cars for the boys when the time was right. That’s it.
In Boy Scouts, I dipped my feet into the waters by taking on the job of creating the programs for our award ceremonies (Courts of Honor). Basically it’s just typing up who got what merit badge and who advanced to what rank, etc. It only has to be done once every three months. Pretty tough, huh?
A couple of years ago, Jim took on the “High Adventure Coordinator/Chairman” job in our troop. Boy Scout High Adventures are awesome trips that the boys go on when they are 14 years old or older (13 years old if the trip is not “officially put on by” the Boy Scouts) AND First Class rank. They are sort of an incentive for young scouts to work on advancements and stay active in scouting. I mean, weekend campouts are nice, but these adventures? LIFE-CHANGING. The benefit to having this job, by the way, is that by planning a trip you are guaranteeing a spot for yourself!
Jim and the older boy (at 14!) went to Philmont Boy Scout Ranch (in New Mexico) in 2006. Philmont is the best that the Boy Scouts of America has to offer in a high adventure: it’s the pinnacle of hiking trips. Ten days of high altitudes, gorgeously pristine scenery, miles of trails, the possibility of running into bears or deer while carrying 50 pound backpacks (eek!) while hiking an average of ten miles per day…now that’s adventurous.
They STILL talk about it. It was life-changing. It made an already close relationship even tighter. They will carry it with them forever.
The following year, I joined Jim as High Adventure co-chair. The troop, which is boy-run (meaning the adults are basically there to do the paperwork; most of the rest comes from the boys), voted to go on a Bahamas Sailing High Adventure trip in the summer of 2007. I was told when we joined the troop that if we ever went to the Keys or the Bahamas, that was more like a “mom trip”. It was sailing, for goodness sakes. Most of what was required by the adults on this trip was hanging out on a boat while the boys learned to sail it. No campfires, no tent sleeping, no hard physical labor…
I decided that would be a good time to get involved in scouting. Just for the week.
I don’t know if it was a “mom trip” or a “dad trip”, but what I do know is that I snorkeled for the first time ever. I hung out on a Pirate Ship not only with my own son but with 7 other boys and two dads. I learned to tie knots: quickly. I cooked in a tiny kitchen. I collected shells on sandy, deserted beaches. I saw a stingray up close. I had high tea (Captain and his first mate–wife–are Brits) on board. I spent an afternoon just sitting in the water just off shore with my two co-chaperones, watching the boys a little ways down goof off with each other and, when we looked in the other direction saw NOBODY in scenery that looked like it came from a Corona commercial. I walked the plank.
My son and I bonded and still talk about it. It made an already close relationship even tighter. We will carry it with us forever.
And then it was Jim’s turn again. Last year, when the younger boy was finally old enough to go on a High Adventure, the boys in the troop voted on Sea kayaking at Tybee Island, Georgia. Though it wasn’t Jim and the older boy’s “thing”, they decided afterwards (they prefer hiking!), they still had a great time. Their base camp was on an isolated beach and each day they went out sightseeing in their kayaks. They can actually say they kayaked in the ocean. They still talk about it, and they bonded, of course. Another lifetime memory.
This year, they’re going back to Philmont. All three of them. The two Philmont vets can’t wait to show the younger boy the sights out there. They’ve been doing training hikes for a few months now: it takes preparation. I can’t wait to hear their stories when they come back. It is these kinds of adventurous trips that the boys are preparing for (and don’t even know it) from the time they are young Cub Scouts. Jim has been at their side the entire time, and it’s been awesome.
Our older boy is getting ready to complete his Boy Scout Eagle Project this Sunday and next. The Eagle is the highest rank in Boy Scouts, and is one of the only accomplishments–if not THE only accomplishment–from high school that he will be able to keep on his resume’ for the rest of his life.
At his Eagle Court of Honor (hopefully later this summer or in early fall), our guests will be friends and family members along with the scouts in our troop. Many people who have given him a hand in his scouting journey will watch him attain the Eagle rank. Stories will be told about his experience, and there will be a table full of his personal scouting memorabilia for everyone to look at. It’s going to be an amazing afternoon.
And nobody in the room will have a bigger smile–or be prouder–than Jim, who has been with him every step of the way.
The Bahamas sounds like my kind of High Adventure trip!
Great post. Great job. I’ve always been a little sad that our oldest stopped at Life. I just didn’t feel it was our job to push him to Eagle, but sometimes I’ve second-guessed that. We felt like it needed to be his achievement, not ours.
I know how proud you are, and rightly so, of your boys…and your hubby.
Great post! I remember going through scouting as a boy. In Cubs, both my parents helped out, but Boy Scouts was all about ‘the guys’! It does help those bonds, and I can’t wait for my boy to be born in August! We’re already making similar-type plans.
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That is awesome, and congratulations to your son from another Eagle Scout. It was definitely a life shaping experience for me.
Sounds like an awesome experience to share with your kids. This was a great post
those are cool trips, but I’d probably have preferred the Bahamas LOL. I’m not the outdoorsy type at all. I did some camping as a kid but I remember not being able to sleep and waking up tired as heck.
As a dad I think it’s great they used that time to bond and go on trips. It sounds fantastic.
But I have to admit, I quit Boy Scouts when I was old enough to learn they didn’t allow gay people in, and even took their case to court in order to make sure they could discriminate. I’m not gay, but I have relatives who are. After that, I decided scouting wasn’t something in which I could take part.
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You had me at “walking the plank”.
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My brother was an eagle scout and boy did he have some adventures. In fact, there was the Jamboree in Washington DC that flooded and they had to rescue a million wet little boys, the trip to Philmont where another boy was attacked by a bear the previous week- my mother didn’t sleep until he was home; and the canoe trip in rural Canada when one of the leaders DIED and the boys had to canoe his body back to civilization.
I personally don’t have the right stuff for Boy Scouts. 🙂
It sounds like Scouting has bonded your family pretty closely. Loved the post and the photos. Congrats to your eldest son. I did the Girl Scouting thing, including camping. Sleeping in the same clothes for three days, outhouses, creepy-crawly things under and in the tent, undercooked or overcooked campfire food and great ghost stories. It was fantastic!
It was great to read this and right on time. The Boy and I are going on his first camping trip next week. Looking forward to it.
As a Boy Scout, with a single Mother growing up…I commend you for this post!
I was a Boy Scout too. I loved the camping. I still use a lot of the tools I learned today. It was a great experience and I got to share it with my dad. That was even better.
We join the scouting ranks in 43 days. My son never knew about the BS (pun??) till two weeks ago when they were at our Cjubhouse for an Easter party. He saw the uniform and his eyes got huge with envy. I talked to the scoutmaster that night and got the 411 on it all.
Got signed up that night on the web.
What fantastic memories! I was in Cub Scouts and Y-Indian Guides, but my birth father was checked out, so it wasn’t very fun (and we never took these kinds of trips).
We plan on being very involved with our daughter (and future 2nd child) no matter what they want to do.
My boys got through Cub Scouts and both are now in Boys Scouts, the youngest just moved up in February. Our husbands sound similar, I think Mike was counting down the years until they could join Scouts. He’s always been a leader in Cubs but has taken a break this year.
My oldest is almost 14 and he’s not sure he wants to continue with Scouts right now. We’re letting him take a break from it but I really hope he decided to continue. I think our youngest will stick with it, he’s more of an outdoors kid and loves the campouts. I know they’d both love the High Adventure trips. What great experiences for the boys.
NukeBoy2 and I are preparing for his first “Residence Camp”-a 4 day/3 night outing to the boy scout camp in northern NC. He is beyond excited. Me? Shopping for a $300 air mattress. It’s his first year, and I’m glad that he is finally “buying in”, he wasn’t really into like I thought he would be early in the year, now he’s all about the scouting!
I can’t wait until my boys are old enough to be scouts.
I was a girl scout, it sucked because I was the social outcast in my school and in 5th grade they changed the meeting time and I couldn’t make it to the new time. In high school I joined a venturing crew and loved it! BSA seems like they have it more together than GSA does, either way I if I procreate I want my offspring to be in scouts. Niecey joined Daisey’s this year, so far she seems to really enjoy it =).
Very enjoyable post. I remember doing a YMCA program as a kid called “Indian Guides”, which was all about father-son bonding, of which I am a big fan. As the husband of a Girl Scout Gold Award winner, in our society of instant gratification, scounting reinforces many important values in our children. Thank you for sharing these stories.
I’ve been wondering whether or not to look into Cub Scouts for Mister Man. Reading this, I’m thinking no doubt. I dated a guy once who was an Eagle Scout, and he was still so proud of it…. And that Bahamas trip? I could *so* help out with that!
So do Boy Scouts really do pinewood derbies? They had a South Park episode on this just recently, and I was wondering about it… nice timing 😉
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Eagle scout is very impressive. I think you were smart to join for a week for the cruise tour. I am not big on tents in the wilderness either!