Joseph is running back and forth from one end of the living room to the other (diagonally, so he gets the greatest distance to run), shouting, "Go, go, go, go, go!"
Meanwhile, Stephen is doing pushups, in nothing but a diaper, so we can see that he’s figured out how to get his very fat — I mean, "plump" — belly off of the ground, pulling himself up on nothing but his hands and toes. And he responds to his name, now!!! Sort of. He’s busy intently focusing on his pushups and some interesting spot on the floor.
Joseph just brought me his bear Howard and a diaper, because apparently Howard needs a diaper. I asked him if he thought he shouldn’t be the one to diaper Howard, and I’m pretty sure he said something like, "Not my job."
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