1. I baked 24 cookies Sunday night. When I went to bed, the bag was still full. Monday morning, only 2 cookies and crumbs were left. The perpetrators escaped on a runaway school bus!
3. One of our poor Poinsettia plants that Brian brought home on Friday night was munched on by a little doggy (and I know which one).
4. I shipped the boys off to their friends house to spend the night, got into my santa suit (with a very fun night planned) and waited on Brian to come home.
OKAY OKAY THAT DIDN'T REALLY HAPPEN. ;-P LOL
5. And finally, last on the list is the favorite Christmas skit from Saturday Night Live: