This year is Mister and Sister’s first year in the AWANA club. They’ve really enjoyed it. We recently had the opportunity to participate in our first AWANA Grand Prix. For those unfamiliar with the term, it is similar to another club’s pinewood derby.
We arrived at the race site a little early, so the cars could be weighed in and measured, to make sure they fit within the guidelines. After we got signed in, the kids ate donuts while we waited for the race officials to be ready.
Once all the participants were checked in, the kids got to vote on the best car designs. When we told Mister and Sister they could decorate their car any way they wanted, Mister asked for jet stickers and Sister asked for Bob the Tomato. I had NO idea there would be cars that were seriously decorated. Talk about some pretty stiff competition, these cars were seriously creative! One car was decorated for Ice Age, there was a rainbow, and one car had Legos on it! There was even a minion and a Pepsi bottle! The chocolate glazed donut was my personal favorite.
Something tells me our cars won’t be so easy to decorate next year. LOL!
Having never been to an event like this before, I was amazed at how many entrants there were. Seeing how many cars were actually there, I knew I had to have a little chat with Mister and Sister and realistic expectations. I reminded them of our family rule that we “win without gloating, lose without grumbling.” We’ve been working on that one a lot lately, as Mister is very competitive but does not always win or lose graciously. I also explained that there were a lot of cars racing, and that meant that there was a very good possibility that they would leave without winning. As I gave them their little pep talk, Mister patted my arm and said, “Don’t worry, Mom, I’ve got this.”
After the design judging was finished, and my little pep talk, the races began. I had no idea it was such a well regulated event. Each car raced at least three times, against different cars each time. So the fact that a car won all of it’s own heats did not necessarily mean that it would place in the top finishers. We all enjoyed watching the races.
Sister’s car placed eighth for speed in the entire race, Mister’s car placed first.
He thoroughly enjoyed patting my arm again, and saying, “See, Mom. I told you I had this.”
I guess we need to work on the “win without gloating” a little more. At least he only gloated to me, and not the other kids. We’re making progress. I do have to say, I was impressed when he told Sister, “I’ll help you with your car next year, so you can win a trophy, too.”