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Last night: "Why is the 2-year-old laughing in giddy delight *in the kitchen*?" is not a reassuring question to have....
Answer: he had got to the cinnamon bottle, opened it, and was dusting it all over himself, chair, adjacent objects - and eating it.
And, sadly, my desire to get the cinnamon off his hands/face before he rubbed it into his eyes means I didn't even get pictures. Alas!
He had a mask of cinnamon around his mouth, cinnamon coating his shirt, cinnamon on his hands, cinnamon on his pants, one shoe almost coated in cinnamon. And the chair he was on. And the adjacent box of plastic-ware. I'd be more unhappy about that, except that box is tossed full of things that need to be washed as time/dishwasher space permits. Now they just need to be washed rather more!
A little while later I heard the refrigerator door open, and got there in time to prevent him from drinking the caramel sauce.
He's been able to open things for a while. But we're now apparently in the "taste test anything in containers" phase. Augh. At least they were both food items. In theory he can't *reach* anything that's not a human food item that he can do this with. In theory, he also couldn't reach the cinnamon. Heh. Somehow, I sense even MORE vigilance in my future.
Answer: he had got to the cinnamon bottle, opened it, and was dusting it all over himself, chair, adjacent objects - and eating it.
And, sadly, my desire to get the cinnamon off his hands/face before he rubbed it into his eyes means I didn't even get pictures. Alas!
He had a mask of cinnamon around his mouth, cinnamon coating his shirt, cinnamon on his hands, cinnamon on his pants, one shoe almost coated in cinnamon. And the chair he was on. And the adjacent box of plastic-ware. I'd be more unhappy about that, except that box is tossed full of things that need to be washed as time/dishwasher space permits. Now they just need to be washed rather more!
A little while later I heard the refrigerator door open, and got there in time to prevent him from drinking the caramel sauce.
He's been able to open things for a while. But we're now apparently in the "taste test anything in containers" phase. Augh. At least they were both food items. In theory he can't *reach* anything that's not a human food item that he can do this with. In theory, he also couldn't reach the cinnamon. Heh. Somehow, I sense even MORE vigilance in my future.
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I refuse to lock things that I don't consider dangerous, though. He needs to learn to deal with reality. That doesn't mean, however, that I want to leave the cinnamon in an unaccustomed (and more tempting) place like the counter (out of his reach even with a chair *I thought*...) and find it dusted on everything. But it's not a safety risk as the knives or chemicals would be.
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