Both boys came down with a cold late last week, so I took some time off of work and kept them home for a few days. We spent most of Friday in our pajamas and just sort of hung out all day.
By Saturday morning the boys were feeling a little better and were playing nicely together.
And by together I mean Matthew was playing with his toy, Noah was playing with his toy, separately, but peacefully.
Then Noah attacked. Playfully of course, but still, he saw what he wanted and went for it.
So I pulled him aside and introduced him to the train table. Problem solved.
And I went back to watching Elf.