I taught Ella how to change the oil yesterday, so that someday she won't have to bat her eyelashes at some college boy down the hall to get him to do it for her. It took a while to convince her that the car wasn't going to suddenly fall off its wheels and that she could safely crawl under it. Once she got over that fear she had fun.
"Mmmmmm, Dad. This oil smells good! Like dandelions!"
Great. Now she won't be asking any boys to change her oil... she'll be popular with all the guys in shop class because she can change her own oil!
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