Those words really do not do justice to my feelings about my mom and dad moving us to our new home. My dad did everything from painting, to ceiling fans, the fort, installing baby gates, to even watering the grass until our sprinklers are set up. My mom did things like help with the girls, go to the store, cook dinner, point out why the ceiling fans weren’t working, unloading and organizing the kitchen items, and play as much as the girls would allow. I know that many people would have gone with us and helped us move in had we asked. And I wish we could have shared this experience with others too, but there is just something about a girl’s mom helping her get her house in order. It meant so much to me to have the two of them here with us and I know the good-bye may have been harder, but it was worth it. Thank you mom and dad, for loving us, supporting us and taking care of us when we need it. I love you.