Christmas morning, we all woke up and took the boys downstairs. Griffin was all excited that Santa had come, looking at all the presents and pointing to the stockings.
"My stocking is full! Darwin's stocking is full! Daddy's stocking is full! Mommy's stocking is... empty?"
He whipped around and turned to me.
"Mommy! Santa says you're on the Naughty List!"
"I am not on the Naughty List! I was a good Mommy this year!"
"Santa says you weren't."
I whipped around and look at Aaron, who had an "oh shit" look on his face. He cleared his throat and said to Griffin, "Um... I'm sure Mommy was on the nice list. Let's see what Santa's note says..."
(Because, you know, Santa is all polite and leaves thank you notes for the cookies.)
Aaron read the note out loud, editing into it that an elf "forgot" Mommy's stocking stuffers and Santa will return later after his trip back to the North Pole.
Griffin turned around and exclaimed, "Mommy! You're not on the Naughty List! And! And! That elf is going to get DISCIPLINED!"