Hangin' with the Ps

My parents came up today (point of clarification: Everybody comes up to Ashland unless they're from Alaska or one of the vast minority of Canadians who live in the great white north instead of Toronto, Vancuver, or Montreal.) to help out with some work on the house before the kid comes. I've got 15 cords of nice fresh-cut, still-has-green-leaves-on-it, oak that I'm trying to get cut and split by Tuesday. So Dad and I are going to hit that like crazy and Mom and the wife are going to work on the house, get the nursury cleaned up, that sort of thing. We've got a whole heck of a lot of work to do on the house, and this is a chance for a little free labor. I think that's pretty awesome; thanks Mom and Dad!