a. I'm not really a very good photographer and
b. I'm really not good at not saying anything.
But I promise to only say a little about...
The Cub Scout Pinewood Derby
I love Luke's individuality. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE that Luke doesn't care a WHIT about whether or not he has a fast car. He wants something he loves. He wants something that depicts him. And so yes, for his third (and final!) Pinewood Derby "car" he made a truck. This time with a trailer no less. (The (toy) livestock in the back of the truck made it BARELY too heavy to race, so they stayed with me in the spectator section.)
You know, it's kind of funny. I had so much more I was going to say but have changed my mind because of this:
Mike went to the rec center tonight to do some lap swimming. He just barely returned and said to me,
"I saw Bryan (my BFF's husband) as I came out of the locker room and before I think he even said 'hi' he said, "nice outfit."
This grabbed my attention and as I looked up at my dear, handsome husband I saw he was wearing his swimsuit, a coat and cowboy boots.
And with that mental picture in your mind, you can better understand what a great quality my son has developed from his father. They don't care what other people think of them.
Who cares if some other Cub Scouts can't abide by the simple adage "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."? I love Luke's individuality. I love that Luke is probably the least competitive person I have ever known (also inherited from Mike) even though the rude comments over and over from a couple of kids about his truck being slow and never winning any of the rounds put a slight damper on his evening. The confidence of individuality is well worth it.
(Luke's trailer carrying his Pinewood Derby "car" from two years ago that Drew claimed as his own.)
Glad we are finished with Pinewood Derbys for four years or so!
Wish I could say the same about all Boy Scout meetings.
Enough said.
Don't get me started.
The end.
I love his car. I hope that there was a prize for the best design, because that is it. I hated the Pinewood Derby when my children were in cubs. Especially with Jeremiah. The competition was fierce. I think it is a male thing. I still have scars and the boys in my family all have good memories. I was blessed to be in a leadership position while Hayden and Carter were in scouts. We down played the winning.(Which we won because Steve did a lot of research on fast cars, but then is it the boy or the dad?) We had unique prizes for every scout. I hope they all went home with their self esteem in tact. Another one of those parenting questions. I realize they can't all be the winner, but shouldn't they be recognized for their hard work?
ReplyDeleteI LOVE LOVE LOVE his car. Kids shouldn't be allowed to say ANYTHING about each others cars. Our PWD is tuesday. I admit Justin's car is completely inspired by his Dad (i don't know why) but I can't wait til it's over too. (I'll post pictures)
ReplyDeleteMy life is now engrossed with Cub Scouts being the new Committee Chair...but I totally love it! I know call me crazy, but I have "a testimony of scouts"!! Anyway, I too have a husband that could care less about what others think. How great is that! Is is easier for men? I'm trying to get more that way! PS What is with the red vest...haven't seen that before. Cute boy!!
ReplyDeleteI love Luke's uniqueness and I think it's wonderful that you support him in his interests. What a wonderful boy.
ReplyDeleteI was thrilled when my youngest boy got thru with Cubs and celebrated when he was finished with scouts.
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Scouts! Need I say anything more. And yes I LOVE Luke's uniqueness and confidence.
ReplyDeleteI so hope my son takes after his dad too, with the not caring what others say! I love his vest too, so unique did he come up with it, i love that it matches his car. Hope Logan will be as awesome as Luke someday!
ReplyDeleteI love Luke's car. I love his style. I love that when I was walking down Porter Lane a couple of weeks ago I heard a voice from across the street say "hi". It was Like on his bike towing his two little brothers. I was quite happy to have been noticed and said "hi Luke" back. Being the safety freak that I am, for one brief (and I emphasize brief) moment I was concerned about the bike-wagon-riding-down-the-street combination... then I thought, "it's Luke" and my worries went away (of course I did watch as the rounded the corner... to make sure there were no falls). I've said it before and I'll say it again... too bad he's not 10 years older. I like that Luke!!
ReplyDeleteLove this post! I sooo wish we lived closer, I think our oldest boys would really get along! And our husbands! They inspire me to care a whole lot less about what other people think!
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