There she was, ringing my bell, just as promised. Her big sister and I were inside, barely able to finish opening the front door before she began her spiel.
Little Cuter requested one box of Thin Mints, and G'ma will be pleasantly surprised if I show up at the pod-castle with something vaguely familiar from her past.
Two boxes seemed like a reasonable purchase, until I saw the newest addition to the pantheon of boxed goodies:
The nutritional information is right on the package, along with the pictures of healthy girls doing healthy things. The box goes on to inform me that there are five life skills the girls are learning through going door to door, selling cookies. I can't argue with goal setting, decision making, money management, people skills and business ethics. Watching my seven year old human comport herself with dignity and delight warmed the cockles of my heart, and I told her so. She beamed. She grew two inches taller as I complimented her bearing and her presentation.
Then, I invited her in, as I wrote the check. She's Amster's faux-daughter; she's been in my house dozens of times in the two years we've been friends. Yet, she paused. She stood stock still, searching her memory banks, considering.
"If you're not allowed to come in while you're selling the cookies, I understand. Rules are rules," I said, trying to let her off the hook.
"No, you're not a stranger," and, as she crossed the threshold, she clued me into the Daisy policy on selling to strangers. Once she got started, there was no stopping her. She recited the Girl Scout Pledge ... several times... each of her right hands and fingers in the Spock-like position.
I didn't want it to end.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, there was more. Tucson Electric Power has partnered with the Girl Scouts of Southern Arizona in a collective effort to save enough electricity to power more than 400 homes for a full year!
Not only did I get cookies, I got a light bulb, too.
Life was good this morning, yes, indeed.