Girl Scout Trip

Today my friend took me to a harbor with her younger sister's girl scout troop. We went on a "pirate ship." My friend and I were too old for the shenanigans of Poppet and her crew. The younger troop squirted Pirate Pete with water, got the treasure from the mermaid's lair, and got Pirate Pete's soda from the water. It was called something, but unfortunately I forget what it was. I think I was there to give my friend moral support. If I had to be there on my own, I would have died almost immediately. That's one problem with growing older. There's a period where you feel too mature to play the younger kids. After that period, you go back to feeling like playing with the younger kids is cool and you try to play like them and entertain them.