This morning Hal and Hayes were playing around in our bed. This is what happened when Hal wouldn't get out of Hayes's face. Hal started screaming like a crazy person. He also ran out of the bedroom and started packing to leave. He said he was moving to a place where there weren't any "scratchers."
I love you, Mom! This sure doesn't look like a picture of someone that had a heart attack less than a week before.
Hal and Hayes both ended up with ear infections the week before Christmas. This was Hal's first time to be sick since February, and this was Hayes's first. We had a good run!
I really regret that I didn't take more pictures of the elf. He got into more trouble this year than ever before. He took a ride in Hal's Power Wheels truck and crashed it into our front door, he rolled our bathroom, he made a mess of all the Christmas books, he spilled milk, made a mess with cookies, spilled the straws all over the kitchen counter while making a glass of milk, he bungee jumped from the top of the stairs, he tied himself to the ceiling fan, he made snow in the bathroom, he silly stringed the bathroom, and he brought lots of cool gifts. This guy was super fun this year, but I'm glad he's back at the North Pole with Santa.
