Sometimes I wish I could read his mind

On Wednesday I made the boys some playdough to play with on yet another rainy morning. They were sitting at the counter playing contently when I walked out of the kitchen to look out the front window. When I returned maybe 3 minutes later (if that) Coleman was climbing off the counter. He had pushed up a stool, climbed up, took my curtain over the sink down and stuck it in the playdough pan that was sitting in the sink full of water. Now my question is, why in the world would a two year old look across the kitchen and think,"hmmm I wonder if I could take down that curtain and put it in the water." Really?