Stacked in a corner. Rendered useless. Unsure of when they will return to their rightful place at the counter.
The reason for their demise?
You saw that one coming, didn't you?
It seems my youngest has an affinity for climbing. First it was the coffee table and kitchen chairs. Harmless stuff. Then she moved on to the table in Claire's room and the day bead. OK, slightly more hazardous, but certainly not dangerous. Then the other day, I came into the kitchen to find her perched on the counter, helping herself to a banana from the fruit bowl.
Not being a big fan of emergency rooms, I decided to take the barstools away and thus lessen my chances of having to take my toddler in for stitches.
Now if I could just figure out a way to remove my bathroom vanity, we'd be all set.