Tuesday, March 20, 2007
And the winner is . . .
Last night, we went to Ian's pinewood derby. I always get nervous around these type of events because Ian is really sensitive when he doesn't do well. I'm always "the glass is half empty" going into these events and my pep talks consist of "even if you don't win, you built a GREAT car". Why does the possibility of success never even cross my mind?
In any event, Ian had great success racing his car (even after a slight modification of being over weight by .25 oz and having a wheel knocked off in the pre-race excitement). He came in first place in his den (by .03 seconds!) and was 2nd in the pack overall. He was so proud but I am even more proud of him because he was a gracious winner and did not gloat. But when talking to his grandmas and grandpas afterward, he told them he "blasted the socks off them!"