Well, this weekend could be rated as a great or a terrible experience -- depending on who is writing this. As seen in the picture above, it was not good for Homie, but the girls had a great time learning about car repairs, and getting out of their normal Saturday jobs. I thought it was quite heart warming to see them having a bonding experience with their dad.
Here is the story:
The minivan has been making strange noises for a while. Finally it got really disturbing and Homie decided to take a look. You have to understand that we have been greatly blessed with this old car. It has not needed any engine type repairs except for a fuel pump about 8 years ago. Anyway, Homie thought it was the spark plugs. 3 were easy to replace and the other 3 were terrible. They had to take 1/2 the engine apart to get to them. Finally at 9:30 PM they had the car put back together and went for a test drive. Around 10 PM I got a phone call, "Mom, can you come get us..." Aparently it was not totally the sparkplugs. It was also the water pump. They managed to get to an ok spot to leave the car, and walked a few blocks home. I'll skip the official details (about steam coming out of the hood, and a large trail of coolant all the way down the street) that were reiterated to me three different times, by each agitated mechanic. Today we towed it home, and the girls are egarly awaiting the next evening that they get to be grease monkeys again.
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