Destructo-boy

I've mentioned before that I don't do much baby-proofing in my house.  Instead, I teach my kids what is a "no" and what is a "yes" when they begin crawling.  Kids need boundaries, I want them to know limits when away from home, blah, blah, blah.

Well, Jason doesn't seem to care that the bathroom trash can is a "no."  It's the bathroom off the kitchen, nearest the laundry room, so it is the dumping ground for all sorts of odds and ends. 

This is the second time this week he's tipped over the trash, scattering wrappers, dryer lint, flour and dried cookie dough bits all over the place. (I use that trash to wipe the flour off the counters after baking sugar cookies.  At least, I did until today.)

I'll learn...someday.