It's a dance. Zelda's living and dining rooms are filled with 170 cases of girl scout cookies. We walk around taking different amounts to different piles, all identified with an individual girl in the troop. Nineteen girls and 170 cases and 12 boxes to a case and two different kinds of cookies each have the word "peanut butter" at the beginning.
Of course there are screw ups. We each gave one girl 13 of the same kind of (peanut butter) cookie. Of course we did. And then we hunted through everyone to find the extra missing cookies. And then we had too many of the lemon ones. Why? Go back and find out. Where are the missing blue thingies (the boxes are blue--can you tell our council just changed all the names)? And so forth.
But it gets sorted out in time for me to glance at my phone. "It's 3:30!" I exclaim. We are both late to pick up kids. We run out of her house and to our respective schools.
But I love sorting. Wouldn't skip it for anything.
2 comments:
Do you know how much money our troop made? I love cookies.
We sold 170 cases, which times 12 is 2040, times .55 is $1122. Give or take. Enough to do what we want!
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