Sunday morning, everyone, even Eli, slept in, probably due to the sheer exhaustion that had come with moving to apartments into one house in less than one full day. Once they all finally woke up, they ate a leisurely breakfast and then got the day started by arranging the furniture. The house had been painted the week before, so first up was the master bedroom, followed by Eli's room. They had decided to leave the nursery empty until after the wedding, so after they'd finished with the other two upstairs bedroom, they decided to take a break for lunch.
After lunch they quickly set up the two downstairs bedrooms that had been deemed guest rooms, the upstairs living room, and downstairs family room. Finally, Elliot and Dickie flopped on the couch in the living room, "We're done," Elliot moaned.
"Finally," Dickie sighed.
Olivia collapsed on the couch next to Elliot and whined, "I don't want to unpack the boxes today, I'm tired."
"How could you possibly be tired?" Elliot teased her, "You haven't even done anything yet."
She smacked his arm playfully, "Hey! I've been unpacking the boxes for our bedroom, the kitchen, and the bathrooms. Not to mention the fact that I'm carrying your child."
"I was only teasing," he told her as he pulled her to him and kissed her hair. "Besides, you had five other people helping you unpack."
She smacked him again, smiling and then playfully kissed him.
"Aw, come on guys, really, I'm sitting right here."
Elliot and Olivia pulled apart, laughing at Dickie's discomfort. They sat there for a few more minutes, then Elliot summoned the rest of his kids, "Maureen, Kathleen, Lizzie, Eli, come here please."
They filed into the living room and stood facing their father. "What's up, Dad?" Kathleen asked.
"Liv and I are going to go take a nap. Why don't you guys help Eli with his room, while we sleep."
"Cool," Eli cried, pumping his fist in the air. Eli ran down the hall toward his new room with his three sisters chasing him, tickling him whenever they got the chance, their laughter filled the house. Dickie trudged along behind them, still tired from his day moving furniture.
Olivia laughed, "Well, I guess we have a little time."
"That was the point, Livvie, let's go take a nap," he said, standing up and turning to look down at her.
She smiled and let him pull her to her feet. They walked down the hall, their arms around each other, into their bedroom. Elliot closed the door behind them and then pulled Olivia to him for a kiss, uninterrupted this time. "It looks great in here, Baby," he murmured against her lips.
"Thanks, Maureen helped me with the unpacking," she brought their lips back together again.
"Good, I don't want you overworking yourself," he placed his hand on her swelling belly.
"Let's take that nap, now."
With that they curled up into one another on their bed and fell asleep, listening to the kids continued laughter as they helped Eli unpack his belongings.