It's beginning to look a lot like...Scrooges' house

No one ever told me that by making the decision to have a kid, I'd be giving up my love for Christmas decorations! Last year, I had no less than 12 Christmas trees in or around the house. This year, I have one that is decorated from the middle half up...that's it! How sad is that!?!? We haven't put the lights up outside, nothing on the mantle, no little village on the piano, nothing except a pre-lit tree that's half decorated...I don't even have the star on top! In my defense, my tiny terrorist likes to sneak over to the tree and edge his way closer until he can reach it. If I happen to look up and tell him he can look with his eyes but not with his hands, he'll sweetly smile at me and put his hands to the side or behind his back...BUT as soon as I look away, he grabs whatever is close and starts running to the other side of the house. When I finally get a hold of him, he just laughs and laughs and tries to do it again 10 minutes later.