Always our Monkey

Ryan was playing with the kitchen stuff this afternoon and he tried to climb on a little bench that goes with the kitchen set. Knowing that he is the little climber that he is I took the bench away and tucked it behind the kitchen underneath a little window ledge on the kitchen. I left the room, leaving Ryan to occupy himself with the pretend food and went to tend to Kaitlyn. I came back to check on Ryan and in less than two minutes he had gone behind the kitchen set, pulled out the bench, climbed up it, and was standing on the ledge leaning through the window reaching for the faucet in the sink. He had already picked the flower out of the window box. The first thought I had while removing him from his perch was, "I really hope this isn't indicative of his teenage years."