A disturbing development

Our lovely big table used to be a safe zone, where the older kids could happily color and play with Star Wars legos without worrying about Kateri eating their crayons or teeny Storm Trooper helmets. Alas, those days are gone. Kateri knew all of the good choking hazards were up there and, as any mother knows, toddlers wrote the book on stubborn determination. I turned around earlier today to see Kateri proudly standing on the bench, and wanted to see if this was going to be par for the course from now on. It is. I was talking to my mom on the phone at the moment and she said, "If she can get on the bench she can get on the table, and if she can get on the table she'll be swinging from the chandelier before you know it." Sweet.