Moving the trashcan

Last week, Eleanor learned how to pull over the trashcan. It happened two days in a row and on the second day, multiple times. We've since had to move it and she hasn't yet found where we hid it (in the dining room). Honestly I'm not sure how long we're going to have to leave it there. It's less convenient and after a few days we moved it back for a trial and immediately she was at it again. So back to the dining room it goes. I can't tell if she knows what she's doing or thinks it's funny because she laughs while she's climbing up it and then cries when it falls over or when I move her away from it. There's no room under our sink, so either we need to get a new trashcan that's too heavy to pull over, or one that has a lid that won't fall off when she does, or both.

It's a good thing she's cute because otherwise I would be pretty annoyed about having to clean up coffee grounds off the floor multiple times :)