Do you remember?
Do you remember being 9? I have very few vague memories. Small things like living in the snow... and building the greatest snow fort ever.
AJ had his first pinewood derby race yesterday. He was grinning from ear to ear, as he placed "The Flame" next to the other boy/dad creations at the starting block. He and A built it together---and did a terrific job. I had a meeting to run, so I only got to see one of his races, and thankfully he won that one.I was able to give him the "air five" from across the room. He softly cheered for himself, trying to remember what we'd discussed earlier about being a good sport--both when you lose and when you win--so that other boys wouldn't feel bad either way. I had to get back to the meeting.....so afterwards, I came out to hear the report that he made it to the top 5. He was thrilled. He had a certificate to prove it. He punched the air with quiet cheers, and "yes-yes-yes!" as he hopped around with glee. I smiled at his joy...touched by how much this day meant to him. As I climbed under my comforter at bedtime, I smiled at the memory of him hopping around, and said how proud I was of him to A as he climbed in bed next to me. He just smiled and informed me that there were only 8 racers....a fact that AJ certainly didn't care about. He was glad he didn't lose, but didn't care that he didn't win. It was all about the race. It was all about the race. Point to ponder.
AJ had his first pinewood derby race yesterday. He was grinning from ear to ear, as he placed "The Flame" next to the other boy/dad creations at the starting block. He and A built it together---and did a terrific job. I had a meeting to run, so I only got to see one of his races, and thankfully he won that one.I was able to give him the "air five" from across the room. He softly cheered for himself, trying to remember what we'd discussed earlier about being a good sport--both when you lose and when you win--so that other boys wouldn't feel bad either way. I had to get back to the meeting.....so afterwards, I came out to hear the report that he made it to the top 5. He was thrilled. He had a certificate to prove it. He punched the air with quiet cheers, and "yes-yes-yes!" as he hopped around with glee. I smiled at his joy...touched by how much this day meant to him. As I climbed under my comforter at bedtime, I smiled at the memory of him hopping around, and said how proud I was of him to A as he climbed in bed next to me. He just smiled and informed me that there were only 8 racers....a fact that AJ certainly didn't care about. He was glad he didn't lose, but didn't care that he didn't win. It was all about the race. It was all about the race. Point to ponder.
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