The Christmas Cookie Who Did Not Believe In Santa Claus

I suppose most middle-class neighborhoods across the country are like mine, where every Christmas season the ladies in the neighborhood spend several hours stressing out about what type of goodies they are going to take around to their neighborhood friends, and trying to outdo each other with the cutest story to accompany their treats.
My wife had already decided to give cookies to everyone, and was trying to figure out what story to put with the cookies. I suggested the following story. I think it is a pretty good one.

The Christmas Cookie Who Did Not Believe In Santa Claus
Once upon a time, there was a batch of Christmas cookies. One of the Christmas cookies did not believe in Santa Claus. No matter what the other cookies said, this cookie still did not believe in Santa Claus.
"I don't believe in Santa Claus," the cookie said.
"How can you not believe in Santa Claus? Don't you know that if you don't believe in Santa Claus, he won't bring you any presents?" the others replied.
"I don't care. There is no such thing as Santa Claus."
"Well, who is it that brings the presents on Christmas Eve?"
"Nobody. There is no way that Santa can bring presents to every house in the same time zone at 12:00 midnight."
"Well, who is it that flies around delivering presents?"
"Nobody. There is no such thing as flying reindeer, and even if there were, eight reindeer could not possibly tow a sleigh that was big enough to hold all the toys for every boy and girl in the entire world."
"Well, then how do all those presents get into people's homes?"
"Who knows? But most people don't even have a chimney. How could he get into the homes? And how is it that he is never arrested for B&E?"
"So you really don't believe in Santa Claus?"
"Nope."
"But you are a Christmas cookie!"
"Doesn't matter. There is no such thing as Santa Claus."
And this cookie held stubbornly to his belief clear up until Christmas Eve. That night, the children carefully took all of the other Christmas cookies out and put them on a plate, leaving him behind. Later that night, Santa Claus came and ate all the other cookies.

The End.