Things have been crazy as usual. I hope we don't move again for a while. Just getting your bills changed over, opening new bank accounts, figuring out where to do your grocery shopping, enrolling the kids in new schools, registering the car . . . is a PAIN, and the list goes on and on. Thankfully, my parents came to my rescue and helped me unpack the house a few days after the movers came. It was not unlike my mom to come and help me, but surprisingly, on Sunday night at the last minute, my Dad decided to cancel his meetings the next day at work and come and help out for three days. I can honestly say, it makes me cry thinking about it. I am so thankful he decided to come and help out. Within 3 days my house was completely free of boxes, everything put away and all my pictures hung. I know if it hadn't been for my Dad and his incredible ability to work and get things done, that I would still be in a mess today. Wednesday before my parents left, it was a rainy day and so we decided to go to the "Night of the Museum Museum", as my children like to call it (Its really the Museum of Natural History). It was a wonderful time. Steve took the day off, we had lunch, and only got to see less than half of the museum because it is so huge. Regretfully, I was in "work mode" when my parents came and so I didn't take many pictures, but I was able to take some when we went to Utah to visit a few weeks later. I am so grateful for the way my parents have worked to form relationships with our children, even though we live far away, and they have many other grandchildren. My children love their grandparents and are starting to understand what it means to be a family.


