My inspiration for this record of my days:

“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less” -Anna Quindlen

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Pinewood Derby

Pinewood Derby was a success this year for sure.  Both the boys did their cars all by themselves, with some coaching from Dad.

This was Josh’s first year, and he won 5 races!  I’m always able to breathe easier once my son has won at least one race.



Caleb won first place this year!  Perfect for his last derby!



The boys on either side of Caleb are his best friends, Robin and Conner.


Cheering for the victor!


Here’s something I found interesting.  During the races, the boys would chant for their friends.  Sometimes that meant everyone was chanting for one boy, and nobody was chanting for the other one.  Nobody, that is, but the moms and the cute girls at the end of the track.  They would cheer for everyone equally.   Girls as young as 8 years old were inherently aware of hurting peoples’ feelings.  Poor Savannah was worried the whole time about the boys that hadn’t won a race yet.  The cheering cub scouts never gave a moment’s thought to whether or not someone would feel bad if nobody was chanting his name.  Thank goodness for little girls!

I was adding things up.  Four boys, (so far), three Pinewood Derby cars each, that’s twelve Pinewood Derby cars for us.  At least!  We’re just getting warmed up!

1 comment:

  1. Phew...that is alot of pinewood cars....I love the girls worried about everyone's feelings. Such the difference between girls and nephews are too cute