I think I've already named a post this before because we've called Gracie "Destruktor" since way before her first birthday.
I just ran to the bathroom and left the girls in Gracie's room. I was literally in the loo for less than 30 seconds when I heard her start saying over and over, "Big Mess! Gracie makes a big mess!"
It can't be that big of a mess, I thought. I just walked out the door.
When I saw her come around the corner with her 5-foot-long closet bar (you know, the thing that holds all the hangars with your entire wardrobe hanging from it?) and start swinging it around her head like baton, I groaned.
Is it bad that I'm excited we're going to Playgroup at someone else's house today so she can ruin their house and not mine?