One blogger admits to pillaging, stealing, swiping and

At our house, the candy just disappeared a few days after

the kid’s night of fun. Truth be told, the whole stash was poured into gallon

sized Ziploc bags and taken to the break room where my husband works. They have

a lot of single guys in his shop and from what we hear it all seems to

The imagination of Thing2 “figured out” what must have

happened to the candy, three years ago.  The Turkey did it!? 

That’s right, the calculating mind of my then 3-year-old

son, decided just like that CREEP SANTA whom sneaks into everyone’s house and

“Momma, He says gobble, gobble, gobble (imitating shoving food in his mouth) that must be why the

PS. Once upon a time I worked in a nursing home and people

would bring in the candy and leave it in the lobby. Please, if you like to

bring your candy to the nursing home, ask the nurses where to leave it. I’ve

seen mostly independent but confused-diabetic residents gorge the candy before