Submitted by Bianca M.
My dad is always there to encourage me, help me, and congratulate me, and that’s why I think he’s the Best Cookie Dad. When I told him I wanted to be a Girl Scout, he said, “I think you’d be an amazing Girl Scout!”
When I told him I wanted to sleep over at the Girl Scout Pajama Jam, he said, “Sounds like fun, let’s all do it!”
And, when I told him I wanted to be the cookie top seller in my troop, he said, “Of course! I know you can do it.”
The first weekend of Girl Scout cookie season, my mom, who is a troop leader, was out of town. My dad drove an hour away to borrow a truck to help pick up our troop’s cookies from Elitch Gardens, and then he spent almost the whole day helping our cookie mom sort and hand out cookies.
The next day was Super Bowl Sunday, one of his favorite days of the year. But, we got up early to be the first ones in line at Sweet Cow Ice Cream, and I sold two cases of Samoas to them! Then, he helped me carry all the cookies in to sell at the Super Bowl party later that day, too.
When I told him I wanted to sell cookies at a booth, he stayed up late to help me paint and assemble a cookie booth out of crates. I know I’m going to be the top seller in my troop thanks to my dad.