Mommy made some cookies the other night, and C liked them. So much so that the next morning, we left him unattended for no more than two minutes, and when we looked back, he had pulled out a drawer to use as a stool in order to reach the cookies on the stove, then proceeded to sit in his PJ’s in said drawer, eating his handful of cookies. Clever boy.
Of course we get a good laugh out of this and admire his ingenuity, but it’s also scary knowing that he’s not even two, and he’ll likely spend a lot of his energy over the next sixteen years trying to get around any rules and boundaries we set for him. Yikes.