While chaperoning this year I was one of the two token dads who helped hold the slingshot for the kids to use and ran that activity station.
Superman really enjoyed it once he got the hang of it.
An amusing anecdote from running this was how the kids didn’t seem to understand how much that slingshot would hurt if they got in the way of it.
The other dad at one point accidentally lets go of his side and the whole contraption flips around and smacks me in the stomach.
It felt a little like if a child would have slapped me, flat handed there. Fortunately I was wearing my jacket because there was a light chill to the wind and that helped break most of the impact.
The other dad was hugely embarrassed and apologetic. He may have been taller, but the look on his face said ‘oh crap, am I about to get retaliated against?’
We laughed it off, him a lot more nervously laughing than I was.
The kids during that segment of time stood a lot farther away after that. :p