Pinewood Derby

One week ago was the Cub Scouts Pinewood Derby. This year we were back to just one boy participating, because Max has moved onward and upward to the 11 year old scouts.

JB and Ben worked on the car for several days. It's not just a paint job, people, it involves specific wood-working tools. They even sat down and timed the spinning of each wheel.  Kids need dads.

JB took the cutest video of Ben pumping his fist after one run in which he came in first. But it was a quiet kind of celebration. Each time it was his car's turn to race, he watched, tense, from the sideline:

In the end, Ben came in behind his good friend Jonah. The first place was technically an illegal car (too long with an extender), but what do you do.

JB saw the whole thing before he went to his Wednesday night bishoping duties.

Max came right at the end from his scout meeting. He meets 6-7pm, and Ben meets 7-8pm (except Pack Meetings at 6:30 once a month), so our Wednesday nights become a scramble sometimes -- especially when it gets dark and cold and the boys can't ride their bikes anymore. Andrew has 3 more years until he joins the ranks of scouts, and when Jamesy turns 8, Max will be 16 and in Venture Scouts. I think. (I really should have this all down by now).

Speaking of scouts, here is one of my favorite pictures from September's Court of Honor. It was Max's first one, and he took Millie to show her off to his friends.

I love having older brothers for this girlie!