I think that anyone that has a boy in scouts feels a mixture of the same feelings when those little boxes filled with a wooden block are handed out to boys that have visions of speed racer running through their head.
Dread, excitement, fear, overwhelment, frustration……
I personally DETEST derby time!
It all began the first year Michael came home with that stupid piece of wood. Matt in his usual procrastinating way didn’t help him with it and before I knew it he was deployed and I was left with a distraught boy that didn’t have a car the day before the event. I ran him to the hobby shop, had them cut a diagonal piece of the top front of the car and he raced a school bus that year. What can I say… I am so not creative.
The next two years thankfully, his pack held a “cutting night” where they went to a generous dad’s house and cut their cars. Those years were livable.
This year Matt took the stance that Michael would do the whole car and everything about the car all by himself. He has seen it happen so many times where the dad takes control of the car and it ends up being his project rather than the scouts and Matt was determined not to let this happen. Personally, I think it was Matt’s procrastination habit more than it was any other reason he gave.
So, once again…. the day before the race we are still sitting here with a block of wood. So, Michael paints it and calls it “the graffiti wall”. It actually didn’t do too bad either.
I can’t help but think that we have failed Michael in this area though. We never were really into his scout stuff, all the badges and everything were just confusing and overwhelming at the same time and neither Matt nor I was ever all that interested. I figure we will probably end up paying for therapy………
But, it’s ok. He is now an 11 year old scout and his derby days are over, thank Heavens!!!!
Wait, what is that you say? Isaac turns eight this year and will have a pinewood derby? You have got to be kidding me! Can’t a mom catch a break around here????????
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