Guess Who Made the Naughty List

Matt and I were really hesitant about putting our tree up this year. Considering the golf club incident and various other wild child moments, we didn't know how our vivacious boy would handle something as tantalizing as a Christmas tree.

Two days ago, we decided to give it a go. We put it up and Topher was ecstatic.

Ooh, pitty lights. Ooh, lights ooh lights. Mama, lights. Daddy, lights. Pitty.

Needless to say, with some errant touching of the tree and rearranging of the presents, he has not bothered the tree, only admired it.

There is someone though, who has definitely NOT left the tree alone. Someone who will most certainly receiving coal in her stocking this year.

That feline is called Merry. Would you like to see how she has terrorized our tree?

This is her "Oh crap" face.

Have I mentioned she's a few scoops short of a full litter box? Chewing on wires=DUMB.

Toph tried really hard to get her to come down.

But as you can see, she just told him to shut up.

This kind of behavior does not make Santa happy.  Not one bit.  However, Merry is so cute that I knew Santa would need photographic evidence.  I happily obliged.

I leave with you with my son trying to talk sense into her.  He tried guys but it couldn't be helped.  Merry took the "merry" right out of her own Christmas and landed herself on the naughty list.