Dallin loves Taylor Swift. I hear him chanting, "Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble" all the time. Well, this morning he got in trouble trouble trouble.
Every single kid that has ever been in my backyard has done the exact same thing with my air conditioner. Kids that I have babysat, neighbor kids, cousins, they all drop small nick nacks into it. Maybe it is because it is right by the door, or because there are pebbles right next to it, but it is irresistible. Of course Dallin is no exception. Usually it doesn't cause too much of a problem, but this time he managed to get a big stick into it.
The fan blade would not spin anymore. It made a terrible noise, and was quickly overheating. This is a disaster around our house because Brian LOVES the air conditioner. He is a welder, so he really loves to come home to a cool house. I turned the air off, and tried to reach in with my fingers. The stick was just far enough down that I couldn't get it. I was afraid of poking it because it could slide down even deeper and I would never be able to reach it. Dallin felt bad. (He has been into coloring on himself too. Busy 4 year old boy!)
After telling him he was not in trouble anymore, I gave him a big hug. He felt better then. Of course he was quite curious about how we were going to fix it. I was too. But then, I made this ingenious contraption. Tape in between two pencils.
Voila! The tape grasped the stick and out it came. Air conditioner running perfectly again. Thank goodness. :) My hot hubbie can come home to a cool house. Now, if only it was clean....