Hallelujah and pass the lug nuts

Not that often anymore Sarah comes over to see us, and usually it's mixed in with a holiday or other large family get-together -- so it was a treat to have her to ourselves for two days this month.

She brought her car over, so B could help her with a brake job. It was during the week so we had to work during the day but we had evenings together and she had time during the day to hang out with Travis.

Both Travis and Sarah show aptitude for mechanics, no doubt some genetic thing inherited from their fathers, but I don't think they enjoy it much. It's just a means to an end. 

Regardless, it was a fine few days. B was  in hog heaven, working on cars with some of his kids. Even after long days at work he was revved up to spend several more hours in the garage, talking bearings and pads and getting greasy.

It's the little things, isn't it?