My camera is broken. Grey got it off the counter when I pushed his chair up so he coudl help me make cookies a few weeks ago. Then he threw it down on the ground as hard as he could. It's been dying for over a year, really.

My dad has a few halloween pictures, which I will put up soon. Harvey was superman and Grey was a monkey. I wanted to dress them up as Curious George and the man in the yellow hat, but Harvey REALLY, REALLY wanted that superman costume.

And then he cried for fifteen minutes after I put it on him.

My favorite parts of trick or treating were when Harvey got to his sunbeam teachers house, and said "I'm HERE!"

And when I found the macaroni and cheese that he was supposed to eat at dinner in grey's trick-or-treat bucket. Buried under the candy.

My little brother is coming home from his mission in Dominican Republic tomorrow. I haven't seen him in two years. I wonder if Harvey will remember him, and can't wait to find out.