So after I conceded on the Boy Scouts issue, I sat down to look up the information and little kid began talking about all of the things pictured on the flyer that he was looking forward to doing.
"That's stock photography. You won't be doing all of that," I informed him.
"What's stock photography?"
"Just generic pictures they use to show something. You won't be ziplining through forests because we don't have any. Same with trampolines in the middle of lakes. Also, paintball--highly unlikely you'll be doing paintball."
"Yep. There will be things like camping, archery, making fires and learning to tie knots, volunteering in the community, building wooden cars to race--lots of fun stuff, but not all that stuff."
"Will there be fishing?"
"How much fishing?"
"A little? They fit a lot of things in to the program, so it won't be weekly fishing or anything."
"I really just wanted to fish."
"Are there fishing classes I could take?"
I googled for a moment and found a free program where park rangers take kids fishing twice a month.
"That's fine. I'll do that."
"But what about Boy Scouts?"
"Eh. I just want to fish."
"But what about camping? Pinewood derby cars?"
"You take me camping. Will you take me camping in the Keys?"
"Yes! Yes, I will! But look--do you still want to be a Boy Scout? If you want to be a Boy Scout, I support you in that. You would like it. I can sign you up, the information is right here..."
"I really just want to fish."
(I think I heard the angels singing from the heavens at this point.)
I later found a state park program where the kids can do self-led activities and earn badges. He was delighted by that idea, as long as it wouldn't interfere with fishing. I have another friend in the same not-wanting-to-be-a-Boy-Scout-until-they-get-their-act-together boat and we've vowed to take each other's kids on outdoor adventures.
So I'm the proud mom of an unofficial boy scout.
That was easy.