I Just Don't Know What We Are Going To Do!

This is what Michael found this morning when he went downstairs.  He was beside himself!  'Mom, Mom, he TPed our tree!  He TPed our tree!  Emmy and I came running and we couldn't believe it wither.  Michel has decided that he is going to write Santa a letter tonight to tell him about our naughty little elf.  And he is so serious about it!

We are hoping that some of that angelic angel dust will float right on over to Boomarang while is it stuck down in the toilet paper tube.