Yes, I have become that mother. The mom that forces her son to participate in scouting. I am not one of those that believe Scouting will turn my sons into men that will become President of the United States. I don't feel my son must be an Eagle Scout before he can get his drivers license. And I certainly don't believe that the path to eternal glory is paved with merit badges.
I feel that everyone must experience new things in order to grow. Many times that means doing things that are uncomfortable. If Cameron were allowed to he would never leave our house. Cameron is happy to do nothing. And I refuse to let my child stunt his growth by not living. Not experiencing life. And until something better comes along that something is scouts. Every week it is a battle. I force him to go to scouts with screaming, temper tantrums, and anger from both of us.
So, I second guess myself every week. Is this the right thing to do? Am I damaging this future man?
And then I see him in the actions at the scout meetings as he laughs, plays, works, and makes friends. When I see Cameron's chest swell in pride when he wins pinewood derby and earn his badges I feel that I have made the right choice.
Until next week when I am pushing him out the door.