I'm thinking that all future outgoing letters to Santa Claus must be screened. Why, you ask? Why would a mother feel the need to do such a thing?
Drew informed me this morning that he asked Santa for mice.
Yes, real live mice.
Lots of them.
You see, he has come to the conclusion that Rocky, our cat, would love to have mice running around our home ... so he could chase them ... and Drew could watch. Everyone would be happy.
Every.Single.One.Of.Us.
That would be a Santa letter in need of confiscation.
For sure.
