Sunday, January 10, 2016

Dear Avery -- girls scout cookies

Dear Avery,

You amaze me kiddo. When you told me your cookie goal this year was 200 boxes I thought you were crazy. I told you maybe 100 was more realistic. Nope. You wanted to beat her last-year's sales of 167. I suggested 168. Nope. You said 200 was way cooler. 

As of this past Friday you had sold 73 boxes and there were only a few days to go. I never thought you would get there, and even suggested modifying your goal. But you never flinched. You dragged me all over town -- walgreens, dry cleaners, train station -- trying to sell your cookies. You got way more rejections than sales but you never once got discouraged. That smile never left your face. You made a poster, set up a stand in our driveway and then when that didn't pan out you dragged me door-to-door with you to every house on our street until well after dark. You were ready to keep going today. You just don't give up.

You earned every one of those 200 boxes and I couldn't be more proud. I keep telling you that Daddy and I will always help you reach your goals, but the work will have to be your own. It feels so much better that way anyway. You were nervous and shy at every single one of those doors, but you said it all yourself. YOU made the sales, not me. I was just there to ring doorbells.

You are going to go places, my friend. And I'll ring all the doorbells you ever need me to along the way. I love you so much.

Love,
Mom