In the background, Josh is wondering what all the excitement is about :-)
Here, John attempts to read the instructions but the old arms just aren't as long as they used to be. This indicates the very problem for which the new TV was purchased: he watched almost the entire final game of the Spurs championship standing right in front of the old TV because he couldn't see the score from our bed. (Shoot, I'm not sure he could see Tim Duncan!) I determined then that the Father's Day gift would be this fairly elaborate visual corrective.
Next, son-in-law (and off-duty pastor and painting contractor) Dirk disconnects the old version, which now looks considerably tinier than it did last night.
The Papa unpacks his new toy, assisted by the hordes of grandchildren without whom he no doubt would never have gotten it out of the box :-)
He forgot to wear his T-shirt that says, "I may not be very smart, but I can lift heavy things."
And the new one goes into place...
There's a joke here somewhere...you know, like "How many Calvinists does it take to plug in a TV..."
It takes up the whole top of the chest, but we can both see the picture from anywhere in the room! Happy Father's Day, my dear!