This being our first year with our daughter, my assumption was that presents ‘neath the tree would be the Christmas items in most need of a defensible strategy, however it has become clear that the tree itself has always been her plan of attack. Ornaments, lights, and strands of random this-n-that are her pull-toys of choice, and though I believe she lacks the biceptional fortitude and balance it would take to topple the entire tree, the heart of a new parent is easily bounced into his or her throat at the sound of even the slightest tinkle of Christmas ornaments.
Yay, tho, it’s Christmas eve, and the tree has yet to topple. Even the cat has kept clear of it, given that if she were to climb it (again), it would mean letting down her baby-vigilance (the same thing that keeps her ears and tail from being pulled on a daily basis).