Max's (and my) first Pinewood Derby experience came and went this morning,
and I am breathing a sigh of relief.
I have spent the last week studying up, sanding, painting, drilling, weighing, and becoming completely obsessed with all things Pinewood Derby!
After a DISAPPOINTING first race, I got nervous and Max shot me a "What did you do to my car?" look from across the room. This was going to get embarrassing.
I knew something had to be done.
At the table where all of the participating cars sat, a gathering of dads were graphiting wheels as fast as they could. I knew if we had a shot, I had to get in on this.
So, I joined the derby dads and began adding as much graphite as possible to those little wheels I had spent so much time sanding and prepping! (Filthy job, I must say!)
Next race...much less humiliating. We shaved almost a whole second off our time. Max's mood lightened and I knew I was out of the woods. The rest of the races we came in first or second.
Not bad for these first-timers, huh?
We'll get 'em next year!