You know your child is almost 2 when. . .

You catch him sitting on your cutting board at the top of the stairs preparing to sled down. It's moments like these that set your heart pounding, hoping he survives himself. Like today when we had to make the decision to put the bar stools in the attic for a season. We love these cute red barstools--they add a splash of color to the chocolate-brown kitchen, the girls love to sit on them for breakfast, and it's a great place to sit while using our laptops. However, out of the sheer fear of an impending emergency room visit, they have been put out of order. Nathan had decided that it was too much fun to jump from chair to chair, climb on the counter, and get on top of the ceramic stovetop and play with the dials. The more I discouraged it, the more he wanted to be on those barstools. So, for now, we say farewell to our barstools, until another day. We will miss you!