Earlier this month, Philip and the rest of his Cub Scout pack transitioned to their next ranks. The crossover ceremony was held at a county park. Philip went from being a Tiger to a Wolf. The Tigers were the last to get their new neckerchiefs and cross the bridge, so the event required patience. Philip wasn’t much interested in the talking parts of the evening, preferring to pick blades of grass or play with gravel. Since he wasn’t being disruptive, I didn’t care.