Christmas Eve 3 Years Ago...

Let's see, it was  around 3:00 p.m. Christmas Eve 2006.

After a busy month of hustling and bustling,

I sat down to catch my breath.

The only thing I had left to do was wrap the gifts when...

Kimball informed me there was a problem.

He found our boys Jaxon (8) and Kade (4)

playing in my bedroom with ALL of their presents,

they had been playing for a good 20 minutes!!!

Earlier that day,
 I had forbidden them to enter my {locked} room,

however their excitement got the best of them.

They succombed to temptation.

They took the forbidden fruit.

Oh was I mad.

I was REEEALLY mad,

but worse than that I was sad.

I couldn't help but cry.

Moms Santa knows how much work it is to search for the perfect gifts.

Not only that,

we can hardly wait to see the looks on their faces when they

open the toys they've been hoping for.

Well, what did I do?

After throwing a bit of a fit,

I threw all the 'good stuff' into shopping bags and drove to the store.

I knew that I had to teach them a lesson,

not only did I have to teach them a lesson,

I couldn't let them know there wasn't a Santa.

When I got to the store it was a mad house!

The shelves were barren,

the pickin's were slim...very slim!

Let's just say they won't ever make that mistake again

AND

niether will I.

Now I box everything and wrap it right away!

I also inform them if they so much as touch them,

well you know the rest!