Dishwasher

Ben thinks it is his God given right to be able to go wherever he pleases. One such place is the dishwasher. He is beyond obsessed with it. If he hears me doing dishes he runs in. If it is closed but not latched he opens it and climbs in.
The other day he ventured away from me and a few seconds later I hear him yelling for me. "Mama, uh!" I walk into the kitchen and this is exactly what I found. He was giving me the proudest look. The look that says, "I know I am not supposed to be doing this but look how cute I am, aren't I just adorable!"
So, what do I do? Well, grab the camera, of course. You know, just reinforce the not so great behavior.


Listen Ben, this is not safe! There are sharp knives and glass in the dishwasher! Stay out! And stop giving me that stinkin' cute look when I try to tell you no!