A reading from the Book of Genesis:
1 And the whole earth was of one language, and of one speech.
2 And it came to pass, as they journeyed from the east, that they found a plain in the land of Shinar; and they dwelt there.
3 And they said one to another, Go to, let us make plastic cups that can stack atop one another. And let us make them of many colors, lo, for that would be cool.
4 And they said, Go to, let us stack our cups to make a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven; and let us put a duck upon the top, because ducks are pretty neat.
5 And SteelyKid came down to see the city and the tower, which the children of men builded.
6 And SteelyKid said, Behold, the people is one, and they have all one language; and this they begin to do: and they have a duck that looks pretty neat.
7 Go to, let us go down, and there confound their language, that they may not understand one another's speech. And let us seize the duck, for lo, it would fit well in our mouth.
8 So SteelyKid threw down their tower and scattered them abroad from thence upon the face of all the earth: and they left off to build with the stacking cups of many colors.
9 And lo, the duck did fit well in SteelyKid's mouth, and verily made small squeaking noises. And it was good.
(I know, I know, I'm going to Hell for this...)
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We just called our kids "Godzilla" when they managed some major destruction.
Perfect.
I loved that age so much, I joined the staff of our daycare for a couple of years. Best decision of my life, even if it cost me quite a bit, career-wise.
Ducks *ARE* pretty neat...
The thing is, they even *sound* a lot like Godzilla (or Rodan, or Gamera, or any one of the other big monsters) when they crow in triumph over the destruction they cause. I'm kind of thinking that a soft-plush Tokyo for kids to stomp around on would possibly sell well, to a certain type of parent.
Kids are just exploring that is why they are used to destroy everything they find, but finally all of us were kids some day so is part of life.
Tim -- if someone were to sell a soft-plush Tokyo for toddler stomping, I would so buy it for all of my friend's kids.