My boys have come up with some creative ideas for play much to their mother’s dismay; unfortunately it is almost always either destructive or dangerous. They have both taken to dumping the entire shelf of books on the floor and then climbing in for a better perspective. They have also figured out how to both ride the little rocking horse we purchased with only one of them in mind. I guess it’s not so bad if you’re the brother who takes a flying leap after gathering enough speed for the lighter one, and the horse, uncontrollably summersault completing their rotations only when something, usually hard, stops them from rolling. In the spirit of good parenting dad stood by and got it all on film! Here is what I’ll show you.