Madeline has decided that she is a basurera, a garbage collector. Maybe more of a garbage depositor. She is absolutely fascinated by our kitchen garbage can. It sits out by the refrigerator in plain sight. Now that she is walking all over the place it has finally come to her attention, since it’s just at her height.
I feel like I have to be sneaky now when I use the can for fear of sparking her interest again. With just a squeak of the step pedal she comes running. A reminder that it’s there ready to receive any and all things she can find to deposit. The other day I found her trying to put her jammies inside. Who knows what we may have already lost.
Colin thought to turn it around and shove it in the corner, making it somewhat more difficult to access. But it’s only a matter of time before this persistent girl figures out how to open it from behind.