We sat around the table, drinking coffees or sodas, planning for the good of the pack.
Me: Remember that policy paperwork we were writing a few months ago? The one that set discipline and rules for the pack? I think we need to finish it and set in stone.
Webelo leader: But the kids that were an issue are gone now.
Me: I know. But it’s not a matter of if we have another child like that; it’s a matter of when. We need policies to protect the pack, the leaders, the scouts, and the parents. We can’t let this go.
Bear leader: You’re right.
Me: Who knows? I might need it with my trouble scout. Tornado A.
Bear leader: The worst one in my den is my kid.
Packmaster: My kid is the worst in my den.
Webelo leader: (pause) I don’t have a worst kid. They’re all great.
The three of us looked at him. Because we knew who the worst one was in his den. We do have meetings at the same time where we gather for the flag ceremony and announcements. We do have pack meetings. The three of us looked at each other and then back at him, deciding silently to not enlighten him on the rule.
If you don’t know who the worst child is in your den, it’s your child.
When you do know who it is, nine times out of ten, it’s your child.
Which is why next den meeting I’m bringing rules, a discipline chart, and a new discipline policy. You know, for my kid.