This morning Liam thought it would be fun to pull up on the door handle to the oven, slightly opening it. Then–when that wasn’t thrilling enough–he decided that he’d like to see what happens when he tries to turn the stove knobs. Then when I said No to him he sat down on the floor, bent over at the waist and put his face on the ground and cried. I guess it’s a good thing that I don’t use the oven or the stove in the morning…