Topic: Two Kids
On Tuesday the garage door wouldn't close. Figuring that there was snow or ice jammed up in the track, I disconnected the opener and closed it manually. It still wouldn't close the next day when it was 40 degrees out and the sun was beating on it, so I feared the worst.
Enter my trusty can of WD-40. Spray the rollers, spray the hinges, and viola! Problem solved.
Feeling greatly empowered, I hauled the WD-40 and a screwdriver upstairs to see if I could fix my baby daughter's mobile. It had stopped spinning a couple weeks before, and when new batteries revived it, I stopped worrying about it. And a week later it stopped spinning. So I took it apart and poked at the gears. It started spinning again, so I shrugged and went on with my life. And two days later it stopped. So this time I not only took it apart and poked at the gears, I sprayed the living daylights out of them with the WD-40. Three days later it's still spinning. Guess I can go on with my life again.
It never ceases to amaze me that my kids have turned me into a mechanical engineer, electrical engineer and seamstress. I rewired the mixer that shorted out in the middle of making cookies. I fashioned a new part for the infant swing out of a coat hanger when my toddler broke it. I've sewn back together many a beloved stuffed animal, but the highlight has to be the time I completely gutted a musical pull toy after the string inside broke. I swore profusely and vowed I would never do it again, but when my spouse broke it a month later of course I tore it apart and swore profusely again. (At the manufacturer of course -- don't they realize how rough husbands are with their kids' toys?!)
I've become a jack-of-all-trades for my kids, and I love it. I may rarely leave the house without them, but they've broadened my horizons in ways I never imagined.
Update: the mobile stopped spinning the very next day. I took it apart, again, and discovered that the gears are jamming up at one point. I can't see anything obviously wrong, and I can't get any closer to the gears without taking out a screw that is oh-so-inconveniently located underneath a circuit board. I decided the ability to play music and project stars onto the ceiling trumped the ability to swing little stuffed animals around in a circle and disconnected the motor. She's 5 months old -- we're not going to be using a mobile much longer anyway, right?
And the garage door is jamming again, albeit intermittently. What the hell is up with that?! Guess I'll do a closer inspection this weekend when I have an extra pair of hands around. It's hard to fix things in the 15-minute increments I have available during the week. I hate to do a force adjustment because I have nightmares about crushing small children, but as my spouse pointed out, that door was installed 10 years ago and things do shift and settle. I guess that's what the infamous 2x4 test is for: preventing the crushing of small children. Is there a charity for that?!