Surviving Bonding Time

Feb 5, 2012 by winjaw

We have successfully survived completed our latest bonding endeavor.

A chance for a man and his son to work together to create a masterpiece.

One out of wood.

An annual event that brings out more stress, serious testosterone, unheard of competitiveness, questionable ethics, unimaginable pressure and intense pain.

And that’s just the dads.

Yes, I speak of Pinewood Derby. When a man and his son take a block of wood and cut it and themselves into something said son thinks is “cool.”

For some, it’s a chance to play with power tools and try to keep the same number of fingers as when we started. For others, well, let us just say they have gigantor scaled sketches, make their own weights, actually read books on the subject, and if they knew where a wind tunnel was for that final aerodynamic test, well …

I honestly don’t know how they did it in the old days – with little saws and files and sandpaper. Yeah. Tried that and immediately went out and got every possible Dremel electric powered (why yes, note the emphasis) hand tool/saw/jig/sander/filer I could lay my hands on.

That one year I tried with hand tools involved one of those bendable Japanese-style saws that can make you bleed just breathing on it. And as I recall there was a rather loud “oops” from yours truly and eldest Son of Thunder yelling “mom” and the Little Black Dress saying something like, “Where’s your finger?” and “I can’t believe your finger is still attached” and “we’re going to the ER now” and the proverbial “what were you thinking?”

I’m not sure the whole thing is really fair. I mean some dads are engineers and their favorite hobby is restoring furniture. Others, are, well, writers.

And truth be known, we don’t want to embarrass ourselves – dads that is – or our sons.

One of the hardest things in life as a father is not to embarrass our sons. And I’m not talking about giving him a big hug and kiss in front of all his friends or saying some really lame joke in front of the girl he’s really trying to impress.

With all this in mind, Pack 47 had our Pinewood Derby this weekend. And as cubmaster, I thought it would be appropriate to give a little pep talk. But I decided to do it with bullet points rather than a whole sermon, as we did have a race to get going.

And so here’s what I said:
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1. We are all proud of you.

2. You are all winners.

3. It’s about the fun and companionship of competition, it’s not about what place you come in.

4. No sulking.

5. No gloating.

6. We realize how hard you have worked and each of your cars are special in their own way.

7. You’ve done your best, now have fun.

8. Let’s remember we’re talking about a piece of wood rolling down a track.

9. A medal does not make a man.

10. When this is all over, your son is still your son, and will still want to be you when he grows up. Your wife will still love you and appreciate what you did for your son.

And the dads laughed – most of them anyway. And the moms said “amen.”