How we spent Father's Day

little men in uniform

There IS something about a man in uniform, right?

Even not-quite-grown-men in uniform hold my gaze a little longer than usual.

We attended the annual Pinewood Derby as parents of a Bear Cub.

Mr. Dub is one of the den leaders.  Does that make him Dub Cub?

THE highlight of the night was hearing our cub's name called as they were awarding trophies for the fastest pinewood derby cars.  None of us expected it, which made morning boy's enthusiastic leaping and whooping to the front of the room to accept his trophy for being the fastest Bear extra entertaining. 

(It's also why we weren't prepared to document the celebration)

I know that secretly, Dub claims part of that trophy as his.  It took raising three boys and a LOT of pinewood prep to earn that baby.

There's a new (old) girl in town

 Mr. Dub has long wanted to own an old convertible.

Nothing too shiny, nothing too fancy.

His requirements were:

a convertible

a purchase price that fit a modest budget, 

 built in the 1960s, 

seating for six.  

Now that Yonder and Enrique have flown the coop, finding a convertible to fit the above requirements has become a reality.

Meet Angela:

She's a 1968 Chrysler Town and Country.

With the fake wood sides.

A classic.

She came with a lot of excess baggage which I got to drive home (didn't feel quite so exhilarating driving home a mini van full of old engine parts).

 Angela needs some work.

Over the winter she'll probably get a new coat of paint and some detail work.  For now, we're driving around town in our kitschy new convertible.  She's an exciting new addition.

demolition

The landscape at the old homestead is changing.

 phase one:

old play fort

ballisters tapped out

phase two:

bridge and supports down

 phase three:

structural support coming down

 phase four:

pile of lumber, ready to be re-purposed

coming soon:

Mr. Dub's

Blacksmith Shop.

The little boys had their day.

Now it's time for the big boy to play!