Holy crap. Brownie campout tomorrow. Supposed to rain all day. Booo!
Need some drama in your life? Then YOU try equally dividing 12 emotionally unstable seven year old girls between two tents. Did we tell them the tent assignments are basically just where they will be sleeping tomorrow? Yes. That they would get to spend the WHOLE DAY Saturday and most of the night Friday with the same people that they are attached at the hip with anyway? Yes. Did we tell them that "you get what you get and you don't get upset!"? Yes. Did we tell them that, rather than letting 12 emotionally unstable seven year olds figure out where they will sleep, we decided to assign tents to "break up" some of the groups/duos that we know would cause problems and allow the girls to get to know some of the other girls better? No, of course not.
But while we might have warded off some nighttime problems tomorrow, we bought ourselves a world of drama today when we handed out the tent assignments. Some of them took the news as if we told them they were being permanently exiled. Which I guess is what it feels like to a seven year old, but you know what? My kid is one of the ones being assigned away from her BFF and she's not crying.
Ugh. I'm already over it.