It s all in how you look at it. It s a hot day, and they re on an unfamiliar road, a road without strip malls and gas stations and houses. A tire blows. Dad gets out and begins the repair job.
Children get out to watch.
Dad is on his own, jacking up the car, rolling out the spare. Mom and the kids are good only for kibitzing. I guarantee you, this man has a better time on any day than those of us who curse while the sweat drips, perhaps get upset enough to drop a jack on a foot or slice a hand on the radials, then finish with a list of all the ways in which one flat tire has ruined a day. You have to make it happen. You have to make some lemonade, as the saying goes.