Last night two of my favorite Girl Scouts came to the door to deliver the cookies I ordered via Facebook back in January. Yum, peanut butter patties and Caramel Delight. I paid for them and for Offspring #2's cookies (10 boxes - she's a big spender) and they were on their way. This seems so easy. After being troop cookie Mom for about 10 years it is easy. No more gathering orders, filling out paperwork, picking up car and truck loads of cookie cases at the Anoka K-Mart distribution site, no more sorting cookies, no more distributing cookies, no more gathering money, no more working at booth sales on weekends, no more bringing wads of cash and piles of personal checks to the bank for deposit, no more filling out paperwork, no more handing out badges, prizes and camp money, no more working at cookie headquarters helping other cookie Mom's complete their paperwork. We had fun but the truth is, cookie time used to be a lot of work.
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