This traditional song has taken on a new meaning at our house. After last year's multiple Christmas tree disasters, I hoped that this year Lily would have outgrown her interest in our trees.
No such luck.
Within a few hours of putting up three of our trees, she had knocked one down twice.
So (like last year) all the trees are now tethered to stationary objects with fishing line. We have so much fishing line going to and fro that our house looks like it has been booby-trapped. Of course, we keep tripping over it. Daughter got the idea to mark some of the more dangerous spots with pink Post-It flags, but Lily immediately took them down.
We'll see if the Christmas trees make it until Christmas. At this point, it appears to be unlikely. :-)