So this morning I had a touch of food poisoning but heard all kinds of commotion downstairs while I was resting.

My cousin stopped by with her 5-year-old son. He’s so fun and absolutely loves Frankie and the piggies. So I heard my mom creep into my room and steal my rabbit. I went back to sleep but woke up to all kinds of hoots and laughing.

Turns out Frankie was in the holiday spirit and went a little whacko. I was told that he started by darting around the Christmas tree, jumping, and digging the plastic liner under the tree (and letting out some happy poos on it).

Then he opened one of my gifts. But their favorite part seemed to be that he kept running up to the tree, grabbing the ribbon streamers, pulling them down and running off with them!

I wish I could of seen it all, but I needed the rest! I’m feeling a lot better now, but my boss wasn’t too happy about his best employee calling in sick on the busiest day of the year (I miraculously found someone to cover for me on Christmas Eve though… apparently feel bad when you’re exploding!).