oh mckinley
Changed the oil in the van for the first time earlier this evening. That was a messy job. My tools are residing at my in-laws’ while we have the apartment so I used my father-in-law’s ramps and performed the task over there while the kids were running around and everyone else was preparing for dinner. The oil pan bolt was easy to remove, but the oil was still hot from driving, so I let the bolt fall into the pan and couldn’t find my magnetic wand to pull it out easily. And the oil filter was at the perfect angle to dump several cups of oil on the gravel driveway before I got the pan completely underneath it. Messy, messy, or as my daughter would say, "Oh no! Shoowie!"
Still, I got it done, and it feels good to have crossed that off the list. The rest of our time there was fun as well, with barbeque chicken, baked beans and fixins’ for the meal and el-cheapo fireworks for the after-dinner entertainment. After our Memorial Day fireworks experience, in which they were more subdued than they normally are (no huge pyrotechnics or screechy loud noises), Luke has really started to enjoy fireworks, where before he was quite afraid of them. He ran back and forth, delivering them to his Uncle Chris to light, then standing back with Uncle Josh and watching the show. His favorite thing to do, however, was to run through the smoke–don’t know what that means for his penchants later in life. And the pack of smokebombs we purchased was naturally a big hit.