Was excited to take this picture yesterday. My little girl is quickly becoming a bigger little girl (I know… confusing)…
The part that I am finding extremely hard is how two different sets of emotions are in a absolutely direct collision with one another.
I hate the amount of guilt when a Girl Scout asks for cookie sales. That guilt feels terrible.
I love the cookies.
I am now responsible for having a little girl that will ensure other people have to feel the guilt when she asks for a cookie sale.
Other people prob like cookies, right? I mean, its not like she’s selling Gift Wrap.
Want Some?
I almost went in and setup her e-cookie site for friends and fans to be able to order cookies from me from everywhere. That is, until I found out that shipping for 1 box of cookies was something like 13 dollars!!! I was like, find your own cookie pusher in your own city.
That said, If you don’t have a cookie pusher and want to use mine, make the amount of boxes big – like 6 to 10. Send money via paypal, and i’ll have her ship it out to you.
I’m slowly becoming -that- guy….
