Everything but the kitchen sink

One day this week Tyler brought home a new faucet. Our old one was leaky and ugly. He put it in, but the handle couldn't go all the way up with the window ledge. So he had to take it all out and put the old one back in. With two small kids you can't survive very long without a kitchen sink. Especially when your ghetto dishwasher requires a sink-hookup. We got a new one yesterday and he wanted me to put it in. I gave it a valliant effort, and got the basics, but after getting dripped in the eye, unhooking, and then hooking everything back up, he finished the project out by tightening everything up. Now at least I know how to turn the water off to the sink!
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