Where's Juliet?

So I sat down to play some Christmas carols on the piano for a few minutes. When I finished, I got up and it was really quiet in the house. So I started looking for the kids. Jack was downstairs by himself. I walked out the front door and no sign of Juliet. Then I looked in the garage and saw this:

Please don't look at my filthy Tahoe! It rained and I had to drive through a bunch of muddy construction! I'm washing it TODAY!

Now I don't usually leave step stools by the Tahoe and by now I could hear Alvin and the Chipmunks singing Christmas carols. I opened the door and found this little girl playing with the stereo.

She knows how to get in and turn on music. Scary. She's going to drive off one of these days.

It's important to get the volume just right.

Merry Christmas!