Daddy's Helper

A few weeks ago I went to put a roast in the oven on a Sunday afternoon and POOF.  No heat in the oven.  Grrr.  The stove top worked and the broiler worked, so we guessed it was the oven igniter.  It's happened to us before.  So, Daddy ordered the part.  And Colin started planning to help "fix it"!




Don't you do home repair in pajamas???  Oh, and the oven works just peachy keen thanks to my men!

Fix It Helpers

Last Sunday Daddy asked Uncle D to come over to help him put in our new storm door on the front of the house. Uncle D kindly agreed to help. We fed him dinner as payment. I was trying to finish watching the Steeler game, so I sent the kids out to "help." I'm so kind.

Colin had been telling us all day that he was going to get his tool box out and help fix the door. I don't think ever got out his tool box, but he did help. Gillian mostly supervised. And banged on things with the rubber mallet.



Apparently Colin got in on the rubber mallet action too.



Uncle D and Daddy did a great job. Not much cursing. Nothing broke. No extra runs to the hardware store. It was done and done correctly in 2 1/2 hours. Just in time for dinner. Oh, and the Steelers won.