Daddy's big helper

When there's action that involves tools, and other man stuff, I like to be involved.  As you've read before, I possess an hefty amount of supervisory experience, and this task was no different.  I'm a hands-on foreman.

Mom's on her third disposal in 10 years, and while she was at it, she wanted to replace her sink as well.  And if you're replacing a sink, you might as well get a new faucet.  Sort of like in the "if you give a mouse a cookie" book.  Mom thinks big.   I like that.

Here I am making sure this project unfolds in a timely manner....

I'm fairly sure that the TV remote will come in handy somehow.

Ok, so this last one is not really one of my prouder moments, but I like to be transparent. I'm convinced any time Dad goes out to the garage, he's doing something really manly and important without me.  Clearly, the only recourse I have is to act like a two year old.  Right?