The second night, Blake the Elf strung toilet paper all over Henry's room. I think Blake had SO MUCH FUN doing it that Blake needs to get out more often.
There are no pictures of this escapade because Henry sensed with his spidey senses that his room may be untidy, so he woke up in the middle of the night and CLEANED IT ALL UP.
Then he went back to sleep.
When Brian and I went to wake him up for school the next morning, he explained that, logically, he had cleaned it up and just what were we doing in his room right then?
The third night, Blake the Elf left this note:
And did this:
After Henry got over being so pleased, there was a little stress around how to get all the flour off the elf.
Dude. Relax kid.