the new house elf
When I was a young tyke growing up in the Bickmore home I used to do chores for my siblings or my parents on the sly. I would leave little notes on their raggedly folded laundry or lightly cleaned toilet signed by the house elf. You might think I am just stealing this idea from Harry Potter but my siblings will back me up on this I predate J.K. on this one. My mom will say that it was sweet, and Sophia will say that it was creepy, but I say it was just creativity put to good use. It didn't help that I had pointy ears, curly hair, and almond eyes. I still enjoy doing a secret act of kindness every now and then but the house elf hasn't received credit for any of them since the third grade. But it looks like the house elf is back in the Bickmore house. Look at this picture. Check out those ears. 
So if you find your socks all folded and set at the end of your bed or your bed made really badly, it wasn't me it was the new house elf.
(I know I am a dork but this is what being a father does to a person.)
(I can't wait for our christmas card.)
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