Christmas Tree

Daddy put up the Christmas tree last week. I like it a lot. It is my Grammy's fake tree, but we are borrowing it this year. Mommy says we will get our own tree next year. It has lots of pretty decorations on it; like colorful lights that sometimes blink, silver garland, and shiny balls. Mommy and Daddy put the shatterproof balls at the bottom of the tree so I can't break any of them. I like to pull them off and hide them around the house. Mommy keeps trying to tell me that it's not a nice or fun idea, but I don't believe her. Soon there will be presents under the tree, and Mommy will have a hard time keeping me away from them.