Emergency entrance over the kitchen units

I love my kid.  I would do anything for him.  That being said, I might just have to kill him.  When I got up to make the coffee that starts my day, I noticed a series of smudged footprints on my kitchen units that were near the window.  Elves rarely visit my house, and anyway the prints were too large for elf-feet, so I am fairly certain that my son climbed through the window to get in the house.  Our kitchen has recently been renovated, so I’m sure the kid didn’t realize that by climbing in the window he would end up with one foot in the sink and one on the stove.  That counted for the oddly placed prints.  I guess I should be grateful that he bothered to open one of the attached cabinets to find the cleaning supplies, because while he didn’t do a great job of cleaning the prints off of the butcher block top, he had at least made the attempt.