We've all got colds here. It's been at least 5 years since I didn't have a cold after Christmas, but I suppose that's what happens when you cram a couple dozen people in a house and have a perpetually sniffly little brother. It's ok; we still love you, Beans. Just next year for Christmas you're getting a surgical mask.
WeeBee had an awesome Christmas. He wore out the batteries in his Hess helicopter/truck in a day and a half. The day after Christmas, I woke up to him crashing the truck into my new dresser and told him in no uncertain terms to get that thing out of my bedroom and not return with it. I opened my eyes two minutes later to him tiptoeing into the room with a decidedly stinky grin, (think the Grinch) with the truck inside the helicopter, headed towards my curtains. Curse you, Hess corporation...
And surprisingly, they've been pretty good about sharing toys with each other. (Possibly because they each got a Hess truck.) Every afternoon, Lowly shares her tea set and they have a tea party and make spaghetti and meatballs in the new pots she got for her toy kitchen. (Remember that? It's still standing!) WeeBee tolerates her playing his Sneaky Snacky Squirrel game, although it annoyed him to no end that she wasn't playing it "right."
Aaaand speaking of not doing things right, Lowly just shut a filing cabinet drawer on her finger, so I must go...
How do you tell the Hess helicopters apart? Or do they know who has which one?
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