This past weekend we made a quick...or so we thought...trip to visit family for Easter. About 40 miles down the road my "Big Green Machine" (as the boys affectionately call the Suburban), lost power and wouldn't drive more than 45 mph. We turned around and stopped off at a large, local dealership. After about an hour they cleaned some sensors and we were back on the road. Unfortunately we kept having the same problem, but with a little patience we made it to our destination and had a wonderful Easter celebration.
However a little over an hour into the night-time drive home, we lost engine power again and pulled off on the side of the road. After a couple minutes of sitting in a broken-down car in the dark, Trevin blurted out "Hey, does anyone know Mater's phone number?". It was a logical question, if you ask me! This time we couldn't go faster than 15 mph and, since it was late at night and we were more than 1 hour from a ride, we bedded down in local Super 8 (the only hotel for miles!).
Imagine how excited the boys were when they woke up in the morning to learn that the local tow company had a tow truck big enough to fit our whole family on the 1 1/2 hour drive back home! The opportunity to ride in a 'Mater' pretty much tops the list of excitement for 5-year-olds! They were thrilled. It's really too bad the tow company wasn't hiring drivers, because Trevin would have signed on! I could hardly get him to leave the driver alone while he hooked up the 'Big Green Machine'. Here are some shots of the boys and Mater:
That's not a dead guy under there, it's the driver!
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