Grandparents to the rescue!

It was a rough week or two. JW never quite recovered from being sick, partly because he's been so slammed at work that he's barely been sleeping. K, it turned out, had bronchitis. After a few feverish and cranky days, he started on antibiotics and was back to his normal, healthy, happy self within 48 hours. I had two ultrasounds AND an OB appointment, all in the middle of the day -- and two of my deals that had been on hold suddenly got scheduled to close on extremely aggressive schedules. Our car broke down too.

My mother emailed unexpectedly on Tuesday, asking how we were doing. I found out later that my brother had told on me for sending him a happy birthday email at two in the morning (I was up doing work, after having stayed home with sick K all day). I told her we were having a hard time but would manage. Next thing I knew, she and my father were on their way up I-95. They stayed for two days and cooked, cleaned, and took care of K. Hooray! We're still trying to keep our heads above water, but we're a lot closer to the surface now. I've said it before and I'll say it again: thank goodness for grandparents!