Next, parachute games. And the pink knickers? That's the Rainbow version of one of the games we play with the Guides too. Flap the parachute up and down, and call out something which may describe some of the girls. Anyone fitting that description runs under the parachute and swaps places with someone else. As an example - "anyone who is five", "anyone who has a brother". We use it with the Guides as a good way of learning about the girls; the Rainbows use it as a way of burning off excess energy!
Mog was most entertained to be whizzed under the 'chute with the rest of the Rainbows, and they were (mostly) good at not getting run over. Huge gappy toothed grins as she emerged at the far side of the parachute and a fight to turn her wheelchair round so she was angled right for the next run. Lots of laughter all round and some genuine surprise from some of the leaders; I don't think they'd seen her respond like this before and hadn't realised that underneath everything else Mog has going on there's a little five year old girl just like the other Rainbows.
Oh the pink knickers? That's the Rainbows' catch-all; if Rainbow Rabbit (main leader) calls out Pink Knickers then EVERYONE has to dive under the 'chute and swap places.
We were unfortunately a little late to Rainbows this evening. I had to pop into Budgens to buy coffee before we went (see here for what happens when I run out). As we rounded the aisle I was stopped by a chap in a loud Tshirt with an amber necklace and some disconcerting multi-coloured facial hair. He greeted me by name, knew Mog's name, and spent some time talking to me about my parents. I have absolutely no idea who he was.
The joy of living in a smallish town, the same smallish town I grew up in, is that I