Today we took part in the illustrious Boy Scout tradition called the Pinewood Derby. The challenge is to start with a piece of pine and make it into a car that will be faster than the other scouts' cars. Thing about the Pinewood Derby is this: Seven years old is really not old enough to do any part of this project properly. So it's actually a matter of the parents doing it, and involving the kid in whatever way they can.
This was our first time participating; we decided to keep it very simple. Nate and S looked online at easy car designs, and S picked out one he liked. Nate used a bandsaw for the first time to cut the shape. Then S picked out colors and directed me to paint, "dots, stripes, and lightening bolts."
Our car was definitely one of the more, um, primitive cars racing today. A lot of dads clearly put a LOT of hours into their cars.
When we arrived at the derby, we had to have our car inspected. And for a minute it wasn't looking good. The wheels were a little wonky and the inspector thought it might not roll down the track. Thankfully they let us try anyway, and the little green giant did its thing. By which I mean, it rolled. S raced four times, came in fourth three times, and third one time. Hahaha, oh my! S seemed to have fun and wasn't embarrassed by his unimpressive ranking. Nate and I were glad when it was over. It was nerve wracking to compete with a car that almost didn't work at all! Maybe next year we can up our game, at least a little bit.
A note on the videos: T was a very supportive spectator. He was convinced his brother won, despite the scoreboard saying otherwise. Pretty cute. Also, I start laughing in the second video because T had a used bandaid that he needed to discard. I told him to give it to Nate, and Nate's face when a dirty bandaid landed on his lap was hilarious. Wish I would have swung the camera over.