Saturday morning we found Clyde in the kitchen Christmas tree. He had removed the Santa that sits on top and took his place.
Saturday night I folded laundry in the living room. All the kids put their laundry away except Baby. This is what we found Sunday morning.
Monday morning we found Clyde in the cookie jar. The note says, "Need more cookies. From, Clyde."
The kids were really surprised Tuesday morning. Some of them decided they needed to be on their best behavior. Rockstar said, "Finally! All my niceness is paying off!"
Wednesday Clyde took a camel ride. I keep my camera in that cabinet and he slipped when I got my camera out. Oops!
On Thursday he must have discovered this picture on the refrigerator. It's one that he copied of himself a couple of weeks ago. So he mimicked the picture.
Friday we found that he had made a zip line across the house.
Then we woke up Saturday to see that he made snowflakes and hung them from the zip line.
Sunday morning we found him in the arms of the angel.
Then Monday we found him playing video games. I wonder if they have video games at the North Pole?
Christmas morning he was gone. But we found a note from him (I forgot to take a pic). It said something about how he had fun at our house, told the kids to be good and he'd see us next year. That's fine with me, as long as he's on his best behavior.
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