December 26th, just hit hard.

If this picture does not summarize the let down...I don't know what could.
There was exactly ONE present remaining under the tree this morning, for Coach's Godson.
Late this afternoon, I heard paper ripping. After an easy search, I found Tink, hidden in a corner of her room, unwrapping the last present.
She knew this was not hers. We had discussed it several times.
You'll note, she is refusing to look at the camera, has crossed her hands while playing possum.
And yes, that is a chocolate candy ring around her mouth.
And yes, again...she is still wearing pajamas late this afternoon.