Pinewood Derby

Is there anything as exciting to a young boy as entering the Pinewood Derby? It seems to be a rite of passage, and I think most boys have memories of it from their childhood.

This was Dallin's first experience with the Pinewood Derby, and mine too. It is a whole new world of wooden blocks, carving, sanding, painting, measuring, graphite, weights, and on and on. I never knew it would be so complicated!

Dallin had help with his car from two great men--his dad and his grandpa.  They worked and worked to get the car just right.  Dallin painted it gold and black, gave it #33, and it was ready to go! 

The anticipation of the big day was almost too much.  Dallin was so excited, though he tried to be mature and stay calm.  Then, literally two minutes before we left the house, Karina dropped his derby car onto the hard floor and the wing broke off into three pieces.  Poor Dallin.  His face just crumbled.  But we whipped out some super glue magic and by the time we arrived, all was well.  Sigh!
Dallin placed sixth in his pack and we're so proud of his hard work!  He also won the award for Best Design.  And, as icing on the cake, his car gets to advance to the District competition!  It should be an adventure.  Way to go, Dallin!