Pain and Sadness: The Weekend

It was a busy weekend.

Saturday

Sebastian and I were participating in the district Pinewood Derby race on Saturday. We'd been told it started at 8:30 AM, so that's when Teri dropped us off (it was being held at the local high school). Teri was volunteering at the animal shelter that day, so she couldn't come.

Moments after she drove away we discovered that 8:30 was when the people who were RUNNING it were supposed to be there. Registration for his group didn't start until 10 AM, and the races themselves didn't start until noon! Teri picked us up and we went home for an hour.

The races...well, let me say this: EVERYONE CHEATS AT THE PINEWOOD DERBY. Except us, that us. You should see the glittering, polished, utterly perfect cars that kids bring in; cars which were obviously made either by their fathers (assuming that their fathers are master carpenters) or by professional racing-car design firms. It's obscene. The kids are supposed to do all the work themselves, and instead I think most of those kids - particularly the winners - not only never did any work on their cars themselves, they never even got to touch them. Some, I think, never even SAW "their" cars before the meet!
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We also read a lot of Doctor Dolittle In The Moon this weekend. Not only did I read it at bedtime, but I read it in the car for several hours (cumulatively, not several hours in one session; our longest session was probably an hour, on the ride up to Boston). He's enjoying it very much.

Pain and Sadness: The Weekend

It was a busy weekend.

Saturday

Sebastian and I were participating in the district Pinewood Derby race on Saturday. We'd been told it started at 8:30 AM, so that's when Teri dropped us off (it was being held at the local high school). Teri was volunteering at the animal shelter that day, so she couldn't come.

Moments after she drove away we discovered that 8:30 was when the people who were RUNNING it were supposed to be there. Registration for his group didn't start until 10 AM, and the races themselves didn't start until noon! Teri picked us up and we went home for an hour.

The races...well, let me say this: EVERYONE CHEATS AT THE PINEWOOD DERBY. Except us, that us. You should see the glittering, polished, utterly perfect cars that kids bring in; cars which were obviously made either by their fathers (assuming that their fathers are master carpenters) or by professional racing-car design firms. It's obscene. The kids are supposed to do all the work themselves, and instead I think most of those kids - particularly the winners - not only never did any work on their cars themselves, they never even got to touch them. Some, I think, never even SAW "their" cars before the meet!
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We also read a lot of Doctor Dolittle In The Moon this weekend. Not only did I read it at bedtime, but I read it in the car for several hours (cumulatively, not several hours in one session; our longest session was probably an hour, on the ride up to Boston). He's enjoying it very much.