Teach a kid to go up the stairs...

And it will feel like a lifetime of telling him - no, get off the table! I swear it feels like every second I am turning around and catching him standing on the table. Of course - it has helped to remove all tempting (that means everything) objects from the table - but I still have this motherly fear that drives me to insanity when I catch him up there. I guess it's my husbands fault for nick-naming him Monkey. Can't help but have the climbing instict with that kind of name.