Santa is a puppy

I spent the holidays with my family. It was not as festive as it should be. My mom is going through a divorce. Her husband who she had been with for about fourteen years decided to leave her near the holidays. The kicker is that he left her for a woman who he met in church.

I've heard of women going to church to meet a husband but I'm pretty sure most of the time it's not someone else's husband. 

Regardless the holidays were pretty normal. We ate dinner together and opened presents.

Some of my cousins were there, one of my cousins is about five so we left cookie's and milk out for Santa. They actually got eaten by my mum's puppy Messy. His mom told him the cookies got eaten by Santa.