Done.

We just spent the last 45 minutes looking for pieces J and K on the (yes, Ryan) Disney Princess Magical Talking Vanity. They're nowhere to be found, but they're decorative so it's not imperative (I called my mom, who was trying to see if she could make it to K-Mart by 10 o'clock, since this stupid thing is the ONLY THING she's asked Santa for). Still, Bill's pissed at the entire nation of China for omitting those two plastic jiggies from the box.

So here's the finished result (minus the curly cues on the side of the vanity):


And here's Boo before bed in her new princess jammies and bathrobe:

I came downstairs about 9 p.m. to find Gypsy on the end table eating Santa's cookies. And Callie was gnawing on a Littlest Pet Shop pet.

Bill and I have the champagne open and "A Christmas Story" on. 'tis a good night, indeed.