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... of papas, noises, and repairs

My dad just left this afternoon. Actually, I think he's left. He was flying standby on a 2:30 flight. I haven't heard from him, so I'm assuming he is on his way home. He was here to repair/replace a few doors in our house, install a new stove and microwave and put some backsplash behind it where there was none before.

If he had not been working near his very cute grandson and his talkative daughter, it all probably would have taken two days. It took three-ish all spread out. We did a lot of Home Depot shopping and some shady used appliance store shopping with Abram. The door changes aren't too noticeable to the untrained Smith house eye. Some added pieces to the old front door were pulling away because of the heat and looked pretty bad. So he just put in a pretty basic looking new front door. He also replaced our garage door and fixed a jam on our laundry room door.

The stove/microwave was pretty easy. We had to find the right replacement for our super old, joined together unit that still worked great, but looked pretty bad with all of the rest of our fairly new stainless appliances. After pricing stuff and Lowes and Home Depot, we went to "Shady Appliance Store" (I don't know it's real name... Austin Appliance Outlet or something of the like) and were lucky to find two stainless options - one of which was only a few years old and in good shape for less than half the price of Home Depot. We got a new microwave. I liked the old one, actually. The handle was broken and everyone was always afraid they were the ones who broke it. So I guess it's good that that won't happen anymore.

Here is a kind of picture of our old one:


This is what was behind it.

Yuck, yuck.

Here is the all new stuff!


So that's done now. We're only midway through the repairs that need to be done. We are having someone come over and fix some water damage from an old toilet that went through to our living room wall and fix some ceiling damage in our room. It was supposed to happen this week (which is why we were going to go to Colorado), but it's been postponed until Valentine's week, so we are going to visit my parents that week.

Abram will get to see his Papa so much this month! What a lucky guy. He really liked my dad.

He especially liked all of the hammering and tool noises he got to hear. I guess it's good that I have a kid that loves the sound of the vacuum and the blender and drills. I'd rather that than have him crying every time he heard a loud noise.

Speaking of noises: here is Abram's newest noise. He started doing it whenever I would bring him a cookie. It's pretty funny. We walked through Walmart the other day and there were Valentine's balloons everywhere. Abram pretty much made this noise constantly and vigorously signed please to my dad the whole time. It was adorable.




Ummm... The end.

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