Dad helped Kris replace the brakes on my car. Well, I guess it was the rotors? It was a hard job and it was nice for Kris to have some help. Except that my dad is not a good influence as far as NOT buying tools. Oh well, at least he could tell Kris the right tools to buy--which is sometimes a problem.
Here they are:
The brakes felt wonderful for my drive to Minnesota. I feel lucky to have such a handy husband, and a handy dad.
And last but not least, my dad makes such yummy sandwiches. I had good lunches the whole week he was here. It was too nice.
Yum. Love you dad!
