Of course, the boys were all in the van and were all very concerned about our broken garage door. Well, Charlie was just concerned that Daddy got out of the car...like I was going to jump into the drivers seat and leave Spencer on the driveway. But, besides Charlie, to everyone else, this broken garage door opener was a big deal. Everyone was shouting, "Where's Daddy going?", "What's Daddy doing?", "What is the matter with the garage door?", "Who's going to fix it?", "When are they going to fix it?", and my personal favorite "How are we going to keep living in THAT house?". Seriously?!?! I don't even know who said that, but they were serious...like the whole house was broken because we could no longer push a button to open the garage door.
I was cracking up inside, but then explained to them that when I was growing up, we did not have a button to open the garage door and my mom or dad always had to get out of the car to open and close the garage door AND! our garage was not even attached to our house so, we had to go outside to get to the garage. There was SILENCE in my car until Jack said "Are you JOKING?!?!?!" I wish my writing could capture the tone that he used when he said it. But, you'll just have to take my word that he was beyond shocked!
Whenever something breaks, Spencer and I debate about whether to call a repair man or just replace what is broken. We *always* make the wrong choice. We are pretty clueless about what to do when something breaks. Of course, we don't want to pay a repair man to come out to tell us that he can't fix it, but we also don't want to pay to replace something that can be fixed relatively easily.
So, I called the garage door repair person on Monday morning. Of course, it was the wrong choice. The guy pushed the button, said the the motor was broken and that he couldn't fix it. Nice. By this time, it is about 10 degrees outside and I was totally at this guy's mercy. I already owed him $90 for telling me that the garage door opener was broken. Whatever garage door opener he had to sell in his truck was mine. I called Spencer at work to confirm it was ok and then bought the nicest darn garage door opener that you have ever seen.
It not only opens the garage door...very, very quietly, I might add, but it also tells you the time...
And, the temperature of the garage!!! Which I guess will be very handy when deciding how long I can leave the groceries in the trunk of the car???
And, do you wonder what my kids thought of our brand new garage door opener?
Jack looked at it and said "cool. It is just like the Lord!!!"
Jack: "THE LORD!!! You know, the garage door opener is 3 in 1, the temperature, the time and opens the door. Just like the Lord is 3 in 1, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit".
Ummm, yeah. I'll take that as a compliment and assume that he approves of our new garage door opener. I hope so considering how much it cost. ;)