I can see all three of them trying this about a dozen times, each time in a different order of stacking, getting closer as they do. They keep edging their way to the top, Pip stretching out as far as he can, before he falls into the tree, amongst the baubles and branches, knocking the whole thing down as he does.



As they're picking up the fallen needles, tangled tinsel and dented ornaments, something occurs to Pip, who asks:



"Aren't you both unicorns? Couldn't one of you just magically put it up there?"



...



Anyway, this is lovely! A fantastic picture of the three of them! Good job, mate.