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Okay, okay.  I know I said I’d post Pinewood Derby results here yesterday, but time got away from me.  Give me a break… I actually got to go out on a date (dinner and a movie!) with my hubby last night.  First time in a loooooooonnnnnggggg time.  I’d like to thank Brooke for babysitting the [...]

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For several weeks now, I’ve been living with sawdust, graphite dust, tungsten putty and two obsessed boys.  Jack and Dan.  I don’t want to name names, but one of the two has been distinctly more obsessed than the other.
Obsessed with what?
Tomorrow’s Cub Scout Pinewood Derby.
Apparently, Jack is not the only one who has a father [...]

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Last Friday night, Dan and Jack spent the night at The Field Museum in Chicago.  It was a scouting event and a ton of boys got to do some really cool stuff late into the night.  I haven’t been yet to the museum, but I’ve heard it’s one of the best.
After seeing a few pictures, [...]

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I am ridiculously proud of myself right now.
Today, after much delay, I got out my sewing machine, Jack’s Cub Scout uniform, and allllllll of his patches.  It was a project I was dreading.  I am not a good sewer. I put on a few patches last year by hand and it was a total, bloody [...]

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Despite Saturday’s disappointment, our weekend turned out pretty good!
First of all, I need to update you on Saturday’s Kiddieland fiasco.  As I said before, the trip to McDonald’s seemed to placate everyone.  Dan and I were still seething, but luckily, our children recover pretty quickly.  On Saturday evening I did receive a phone call from [...]

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We have a lot going on as the school year winds down.
Jack has graduated in Boy Scouts from being a Bobcat to being a Tiger Cub. We missed the ceremony due to a conflict, but he has received all his official pins and badges. (Meaning more sewing for me… unless Katey wants [...]

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Today was The Big Day.
We showed up a little early, so we were able to watch another pack or troop or group or whatever race their cars. That was fun, but not nearly as fun as watching “our” cars.
Jack’s car raced in the third heat in his Tiger pack.  His group raced four times and [...]

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