The quadruplets ran into Isabelle and Eric’s room. “Chrismas mama! Chrismas dada.” Isabelle and Eric pretended to be asleep. Axel push the stool over to the bed and they all climbed up onto the bed. They slowly crept up to Isabelle and Eric. They tried to open Isabelle’s eyes. Isabelle caught their fingers with her mouth. They all screamed and started laughing. “It’s Chrismas mama!” “Get up get up. It’s Chrismas.” Isabelle giggled, “it’s Christmas you mean.” Eric groaned, “I suppose that means it’s time to get up.” They all cheered, “yay pressens.” Isabelle giggled, “presents you mean.” Eric looked at Isabelle, “ya know they will eventually learn to say their t.” Isabelle got up and got dressed. Eric was wrestling with the three boys on the bed. Cosette came in with her crown on her head a
