We got every single little nick-knack packed away into the moving truck, and we were about to head out.  It was at this moment that my dad realized that we forgot to get our bikes out of the shed.  He was so mad.  It was already pretty late, so we all slept in a hotel that night.  In the morning, he and I went and got a hitch bike rack so we could just put them on the back of the van instead of having to re-situate everything inside of the moving truck.  I’m sure that he will be laughing at this in a few years.