Last Night when we arrived home at almost midnight, I knew something was amiss when my male cat met us at the door with an air of mischief. I then went into my room and realized the cat's Christmas stocking was missing. I then saw a lump on the ground.
A lump of clay and a shred of fur. Nearby was a piece of plastic that had been the holder to three furry mice. We began to search and found the missing stocking under my bed with assorted mice parts here and there. A stray tail, and one white one minus tail. My lil' sneaky man was so proud he wouldn't even let me toss the packaging he devoured.
The children were not much better, there were no gifts minus a few that they had not discovered, snuck peaks at edges or packing slips. They are all delightfully happy today with their new found toys and even with things that they knew were coming.
I can remember being no better, but today has definitely been a success. We have had very little arguments and I even managed to sleep in after waking up for the un-wrappings. I believe it's the longest I have slept in two months. Needless to say, I am looking forward to the return to school, so I can get some sleep then actually generate idea's to deal with our limited storage problems. I believe there is an exceptionally soft blanket calling my name for a wee nap. I hope that fun abounded all around today at your homes as well. Merry Christmas to all, even my lil' sneaky ones.