The picture doesn't do this justice. I had used the box to keep the Baby gate closed so Ben couldn't get in the hallway with Ryan. But Ben didn't appreciate that very much, so he climbed up on the box and stood there and yelled at Ryan.
When he got tired of yelling at Daddy, he came in to my office and climbed in the box I was trying to pack. He thinks he's helpful, but he's really not.
When we painted the kitchen we let the big kids help. We had to go back over it with a roller when they were done to even out there painting, but they enjoyed themselves. But poor Ben we put him in the saucer so that he couldn't help us.