Jeffrey went to his first Pinewood Derby this past Friday night, and this is what he looked like:
That’s right, a blur. When Jeffrey gets excited, he gives it his ALL. The kind of All that you usually only see in the drunken infield of a NASCAR race. At the end of the evening, his voice was hoarse from all the cheering. Yes, cheering — he rooted for everybody, and hardly cared if his own car placed first or last. In this picture, he zipped out of the frame just as I clicked the shutter button:
(Jeffrey’s car is the one on the far left.)
It was exhausting to watch him — we had gone downtown to the Living Traditions international festival just before the derby, and I was groaning from the Tongan Hula Platter I’d consumed — but at least he got out enough energy to sleep like a log that night!
Brian held him still long enough for this portrait, and as you can probably tell, he nearly exploded after all ten seconds of it. His car is painted gold with what Jeff calls “pirate decorations” all over it. At the last minute, he taped a Lego knight in the driver’s seat. Ain’t he cute?