Moving Sheds for Dummies

Question: How do you get a shed that was transported about a mile on a small forklift to your front yard, but then sunk as soon as it hit your grass and then had to sit on your driveway for a week into your backyard with the least amount of damage?
Answer: Get a bigger forklift.

Voila: except for a few ruts in the yard and a small broken tree branch, everything made it in the back safe and sound. This is Craig's parents' shed that will hopefully allow them to get 11 kids worth of junk out of their garage into the shed so they can actually use their garage for what it was built for: cars! Guess how much the shed cost them to put together? Almost nothing!! My brother in law, Daniel, was in a construction class at his high school last semester and they do a deal every year where if you pay for the materials, they will build the shed for you. Craig's parents had also earned a fair amount of Home Depot cards from points on their credit card and were able to use that to pay for the materials. They just had to find a way to get it to the backyard. They tried once last weekend and made it with a forklift to our driveway. As soon as it hit the grass, though, it sunk and then the front end of the shed tipped into the ground and lifted the back end of the forklift up, which made it immoveable. So the shed parked it on our driveway for a week. The other night we got another forklift out, this one much larger, that made it into the backyard okay and even missed crushing any sprinklers on the way (this thing weighs 8,000 lbs). The kids watched the whole thing from the dinner table. Chloe started balling uncontrolabley when it got closer and the beeping from backing up got louder. Linus just sort of sat there in awe of it all. Later, after Chloe had calmed down, she told me, "Mom, Yi-yus didn't freakin' out like I did. I freakin' out". That girl makes me giggle.
This week, in other news, Craig got very ill and came home early on Tuesday. We successfully quaranteened him upstairs in our room for the day, reasoning that if the kids got sick, than everyone would get sick, and avoiding getting me sick and stressing my body out any would be a good thing. So Linus and Chloe had their first sleepover at Grandma and Grandpa's house and I slept in Linus's bed since Craig had already regretfully contaminated ours and he'd been running a temperature of about a 103 that evening and I didn't feel comfortable leaving him by himself. The next day he was feeling much better, though, and none of us got sick, so we're celebrating. :-)