What's more fun than watching a DVD in our van?

Getting pushed through the intersection by Grandpa's pick-up. According to Weston.

On the way to our Bible study tonight, the air conditioner in the van wasn't running as cool as we thought it should. We suspected tampering from the under-five-foot crowd we run around with. On the way home, we began to notice strange sounds and smells shortly before a myriad of warning lights came on on the dash and smoke/steam began streaming out from under the hood, forcing us to take back our suspicions. Thankfully, my in-laws are in town visiting, so we called them to come rescue us. My father-in-law showed up in his pick-up truck and decided to give us a little nudge through the intersection, in the hopes of getting us safely to a gas station so we could better assess the problem. The kids were absolutely thrilled by the prospect of being pushed along by another vehicle (even if their mother was not)! And, Weston enthusiastically volunteered that this was "more fun than the black radio," which is his code name for our DVD player. I had a slightly different take on the situation. We did make it to the gas station and got things cooled off enough to get the van started, and were able to make it home safe and sound, another adventure under our belts. I guess the next adventure will be finding a good mechanic. Woo-Hoo!