Last year, Leila was a Daisy- that's the first year of girls scouts. This year, she's moving on up to Brownies- so she asked me, "If when we were Diasies we came from the garden, now do we come from the kitchen?"
Our first troop meeting is today- it's kind of a big deal- I'm the leader.
Oh help. This is scarier than giving a lecture on postmodern/postdocumentary women artists of the Picture's Generation to a roomful of university students and one well read professor.