As we were beginning our new chapter in our life, I was very worried that we wouldn't have enough help in Michigan. Since Larry, our old landlord, forced us to move before the 5th of January (He had supposedly gone and rented the apartment to someone by the first), we tried to get help from our friends and family. Most were going back to work after their time off for the Holidays. We were also concerned because I was 7 months pregnant and couldn't lift much of anything. I felt helpless.
Luckily, we have great family. We'd like to thank our families who always come to our rescue in a pinch: Si (Paul's brother) who came after working and busted his butt,so he could get back to his kids and help them with their homework; Ruth (Paul's Mom, aka Grandma Fish); Jim (Paul's Step-Father, aka Pipi), who was awaiting back surgery, and kept surreptitiously lifting "small things"; our Step-Nephew A.J. (the healthiest lifter of the bunch) who helped unpack well into the evening; Lisa's Father, Tom, who assisted through his pre-hip replacement pain; and Lisa's Mother, Nancy, who baby sat Aedhan (we, of course, had to twist her arm on that one) and who made a huge pot of yummy chili to fill the stomachs of all of the hard workers.