Erm, I just wanted to wish you all a merry Christmas and remind you that I am a crazy cat lady who still adores all 3 of her fans (mom and brother + one friend?) with this photo of a feline Santa, beard and all.
And because I’m random as all hell and think you’re all psychologically disturbed for tricking innocent kids, here’s a wonderful article about a distressed mother being totally dishonest after her children discovered presents in the attic and nearly stopped believing in Santa.
Best excerpt, via The New York Times:
In addition to being a mom, I am a behavioral neuroscientist, a professor and a generally serious-minded, reality-based person. So what in the world had I just done? Why did I invent this incredible story in a desperate bid to protect my daughters’ belief in Santa, instead of seizing it as a teachable moment to tell them the truth?
Your milk is sour and your cookies taste like lies! Love, a Grinch who is far too lazy to steal trees.