Case of the missing cookie

I decided to bake cookies for someone. When I opened the wrapper, a cookie was already missing.

Then, as I was tooling around the kitchen, I found a kind note that my mother left:

She really hates it when we eat nuts.

Then, we made get well cards for Amy, who had her wisdom teeth pulled.

The one on the right is supposed to be angst-y and the one on the left is simply pure art.