Everything was still and it was quiet in the house. This is NEVER a good thing when you have a little 17 month old running around. If she's quiet, something is getting broken into, bent, ripped, or eaten. In this specific instance it was D) none of the above. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was up. As I took a closer look, I noticed the tree was shaking as if a little cat was climbing on the inside. But wait, we don't have a cat (thanks Aron!) but we do have a Kenadie! Someone was REALLY anxious to get to her presents and was going through all lengths to find them. When I bent over to see where her exact location was in the tree I see these big blue eyes peak out and say "Hi Mommy!" in her little peanut voice.
