This is pretty much all I saw of my parents once Lydia was born.....both literally and figuratively. I can safely say this since my mom hasn't figured out how to comment yet. They helped me a lot (for Lydia's sake) and I love them, but we do NOT get along. When we're in the same place, the same town....the same state even, the earth trembles like a cosmic battle is about to take place. Animals run and hide. The sky darkens. Dread fills the air. Sound dramatic? You should be there.