Had to post this --
Taylor just did this last night: He climbed onto the plush cube in our great room and stood up on top of it! He then proceeded to fling himself towards the arm rest of the love seat, such that his upper body was clinging to the love seat and his lower body was still perched on the cube. From there he clung for dear life. Or at least tried to eat the seat and then sort of slid off of the cube.
And then he tried to do it all over again! He had so much fun climbing and "surfing" the cube. He laughed and laughed. Too funny!