Last night officially marked the beginning of my reign as CubMaster for our Cub Scout Pack. It was just a planning meeting for our next Pack Meeting, as well as starting to think about some of our forth coming events like our annual fishing derby and Spring campout and crossover.
The hardest part about the night is our younger Shepherd. He’s very much a watchdog and he hasn’t had nearly enough practice with letting people into our home, so he barks. And barks. And barks. And when he’s done, he barks some more.
I will say that one thing I’m coming to appreciate quickly as someone in a leadership position: waiting around is a good way for something not to get done. I’m finding it’s better to get on something early, rather than to blithely assume things will work out. I’ve gotten away with that approach to a degree with the Den meetings I’ve done. But that won’t work on a larger scale.
The boy seems pleased with the fact that I’m running the show. I guess he likes being “the boss’ kid” or something. Plus, for last night’s meeting, we had several child guests as well. Cub Scouts being basically an all-volunteer sort of thing, the other people who came to the committee meeting had to be able to bring their kids if they didn’t have alternate arrangements. The boy and the lass both were happy to have the company.
He’s already looking forward to the next meeting.