I don’t think Emily understands what a helmet is supposed to protect!
Much better!
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You can roll over
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You can sit up
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You can hold your own bottle
Yes, our garbage can needs cleaning. Hey- it’s garbage!
Once complete, it is a Rube Goldberg type contraption that endlessly cycles marbles through gears, ramps, chutes, and augers.
I dropped the tank AGAIN and took the whole thing apart. I discovered the brass cylinder float for the fuel sensor had a hole in it, so it wasn’t floating at all. No wonder the fuel gauge didn’t work! After contemplating just putting on a cork, I went to the local Ford dealer and bought a new brass float for $7.
I also purchased a new internal fuel pump. There was no aftermarket pump for my assembly, so I had to rig a retro-fit design.
Here is my tank with fuel sending/sensor unit on top. The fuel pump didn’t fit the intake, so I had to loop a section of fuel tubing to go from the fuel pump to the fuel feed line. While I had all this apart, I completely cleaned the inside of the gas tank (it came very clean, I was pleased).
Here is my buddy Pat-O helping me test the pump. It is a strange feeling to hook an electric pump up and drop it in gasoline and then touch the wires to a battery! But- no explosions, everything worked exactly as it should.
All that is left (that I know of) is a new water pump and we should be good to go, hopefully salvaging some of the summer.
It is hot! Plus, we haven’t had any rain in weeks. Hot and dry.
Since all three kids now have Nintendo DS Lites, we have noticed strange times during the day when there is not the normal level of hollering, yelling, screaming, running, and general “being a kid”-ing.. I’m not sure if it’s a good or bad thing, but at least we have a few moments peace.
Apparently, they are playing WAY TOO MUCH Nintendo!
We parked in a shady spot to make the kids-swap from Nana after they had stayed the weekend. While were were chatting, Keighly explored and found a ‘No Parking On Grass’ sign.. Whoops!
The Incredibealls! 