Everything in the house is a toy for Joseph.
Stools can be wheelbarrows. 
Or drums...
Or drums...
Or his gym equipment...
Or simply to make him feel taller. 
And the living room is one big obstacle course.
He can single-handedly mess up the entire house but when it's time to clean up, he will say, "Papa, help me." or "Mama, help me."
I read somewhere that boys are born naturally rough and active. It's just an innate nature. I guess I should look on the bright side and thank God that he's strong and healthy....and very imaginative.
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