Saturday. Today is my regular shift to work, but I have a holiday today. I get to be off with my family. Well, some of them. The oldest son is working, the middle boy is at a Church contest. So today, the youngest and I are working on his Pinewood Derby Car.
The youngest boy is in the Tiger Cubs, the early version of the Cub Scouts. They will be having their Pinewood Derby in a few weeks.
Basically, you get a wood block with four tires and nails for axles. You are to cut to shape, and paint. You can win for best looking or for fastest. The Scout himself is supposed to do the work, although allowances are made for age.
As for my son, I cut the shape on the band saw. But all the other sanding and drilling has been done by him, with proper close (sometimes hands on) supervision by me.
He picked the shape, he picks the colors. He has done the sanding. He will do the final assembly on the wheels. He is seven years old, and can honestly say that (when we are done) he has done ninety percent of the work.
Of course dad has suggested that we true the wheels and axles, add the maximum allowable weight, and check the alignment. I have told him why we do these things, and shown him how to do them. He has agreed, and done the work as I have shown him.
I think he will do well this year. I know if he continues in cub scouts in the next few years, he will kick ass!
The very best part about all this is that he and I have worked on this together. He has had fun. He gets to brag to his friends that he got to use dads' drill press and sander. Dad gets to look proud and smile at his son's accomplishments.
Life is good.