I stopped typing, and walked over to the tree. There was Hayley, all curled up, sleeping away. "Well, maybe she just lay down, after playing with an ornament," I thought to myself.
I walked back to the computer, and started typing again, and after about a minute, I started to hear the rustling noise again. I stopped and walked back to the tree, but Hayley was still there underneath, fast asleep.
Suddenly, it dawned on me. Moving closer, I looked inside the tree, and here's what I saw, around the center:
By the way, for those of you who remember my annual Christmas present to my Live Journal friends, tomorrow's the day! Corb and I took our annual pilgramage to a special someplace last night, and it was on display, in all its glory. More to come...