Saturday, July 28, 2007

friday...isn't that a creative name?

Yesterday was the last day of Cub day camp. Max got to sleep in a little because camp was having a late start since they were keeping them all evening for family night. They were also doing a couple somethings special - a just for fun pinewood derby and an egg drop project. I did some egg drop googling and Max and Greg did the building. The trial run in our kitchen Thursday night was successful. Greg dropped the container with the egg in it and the egg survived uncracked. Big test would be when the scout guys dropped it from a 30 foot tower. Max put it all back together Friday morning before we left for camp. Popcorn in the can, egg in the popcorn, more popcorn in the can, tape can shut. Pose for picture. Put egg can on table and pick up Harry Potter book to read on the way to camp. Forget to pick up can. Get to camp. Realize egg can is at home. Send Mom back home to get egg can. (This is my life.) As the day wore on a ginormous storm came rolling in, just in time for family night and campfire. Greg and I got out to camp as quickly as we could (Max hates storms) and hung out with Max and his den, who were in the care of their den leader who was doing anything and everything to keep all those little boys entertained while stuck in the dining hall for hours. Gave him plenty of time to fill us in on his day. He had a great day with water games, swimming, pinewood derbying (came in 3rd), BB gun shooting (he's lobbying heavily for a BB gun), and the egg drop. He was excited (so were we) that his egg survived the tower drop! So if you ever have to do that, save your googling time because the popcorn thing works. We had a big taco supper, watched all the dens do their very cute little skits and came home. We don't have pictures of the evening. Greg suggested I leave my purse and the camera in the car so the torrential downpour we hiked up the mountain in wouldn't ruin it. I think that he may have had some foreknowledge that we were going to have to sing "Gray Squirrel" and shake our bushy tails. That would've been a Kodak moment for certain. On the up side, though, leaving the camera made sure there were no pictures of me in my rain poncho.

1 comment:

Kathy said...

max.....im with you on that. you are a good little boy and you'd be very careful with a shiny redryder bb gun.
now andrew may not have one for a very long time...
but were talking about careful cubscout max here!