Story of the Week

So moving back in with my parents has definately had it's funnier moments. For example, today I walk out into our side yard and find my parents attacking my grandpa's old recliner with a sledge hammer. They were of course trying to cut the chair down into smaller pieces so it could fit in the trash can...but it was pretty funny to see them doing it with a sledge hammer. I asked my dad if they had some pent up aggression towards my grandpa that they needed to get out. They just chuckled. The house is back to normal now with the sledge hammer in the garage corner and the chair stuffed in the trash can. I wonder what they will do with my old stuff when we leave? :) Ahhh...adventures with the parents.