It's a JEEP thing

When you're the mom of boys, you know lots of un-girly things. My oldest son and I were having an enthusiast conversation about his JEEP CJ-5 (it's older than he is). Seems the electrical problems are nearing their end.

He had been to see his favorite mechanic to discuss an issue. I don't know what the issue was, because he was delighted that the head mechanic HAD TO look at the work said owner had done to said Jeep, and as I was told, was very impressesed with the new, hand-made wiring harness. (Proud Mamma here.)

There are, in fact, only three more tasks remaining on the electrical project. It seems that he NEEDS (translation: wants) to find an AMC oil pressure gage because the aftermarket one just isn't right...something-something-something about plastic in a place that should be metal, Dude.

I look up to his excited face and said, "Did you just call me, 'Dude'?"

Without missing a beat, he says with a big grin, "Well, it wasn't the standard issue 'DUDE' that means 'dumb sh*t'. It was the special 'Mom Dude'."

He waits, smiling sweetly.

I look up again, "You know I'm not buying it, don't you?"

He got tickled and left. I heard him chuckling all the way to the garage. I never did find out what the 'issue' was or what were the other two aftermarket things that NEED to be replaced.

God, I love my boys!

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It's a Jeep thing

About ten years ago, one of my sons and I had a conversation about Albert Einstein's early essays. I was thankful for the science classes I had at university and nursing school. My child discussed his reservations about a few theories, but generally agreed with most of the thesis.

The other day when I came home, my 'physicist-to-be' kid was working on his old CJ-5 Jeep in the driveway. He hasn't had this Jeep very long, so there are things needing repairs and caretaking. It is still in primer light gray like when he bought it. He had the hood up, his head and shoulders hidden, and a tool box on the ground within easy access. Farther over was a neat row of bicycles and one that looked like it might have been dismounted in transit by a tardy kid.

In the back of this open-air Jeep sat five little boys, very quiet. Wisely, they had been relegated to the back of the Jeep, so no one would get itchy feet and try the clutch or play with the shifter even though the keys were pocketed by the owner. When the owner/mechanic appeared from under the hood to exchange tools, someone asked a question. Then all the little boys got chatty. My son leaned against his Jeep and talked to the boys.

When their light bulbs came on and someone said, "Ooooh! I wondered how that worked." He said, "Yep, that's how it works," and disappeard under the hood again. The boys returned to staring at the top of the raised hood until he reappeared. Then the scene would repeat.

I didn't think to take a picture. No matter. I won't post pics of my kids on the internet. But it was lovely.

I went through 14 pages of Google images looking at CJ-5 pictures. This is sort of like his Jeep -- not as cool as his. I know 5 little boys who will back me on that. http://www.harleydeals.net/jeep/jeep1.JPG it says this one has been sold, so I hope the link works.