My cute little 13 month old daughter has become a powerful destructive force. To be more specific, Chloe is a living tornado. When she passes through a room she leaves a trembling pile of chaos in her wake. Chairs are upturned, papers are shredded, toys are obliterated. And Mommy and Daddy just stare at each other in disbelief.

Fortunately, none of Chloe's rampages have any malicious intent. She is just constantly exploring and experimenting with her world. Perhaps someday soon she'll begin the "cleaning up" phase of her development. Although we're not holding out much hope.

Besides demolition, Chloe's newest talent is climbing. She could climb herself onto our roof if we gave her enough time. Thankfully, she hasn't fallen off anything high, yet. She still has some issues with getting down off of chairs and tables and other unsafe places, so we're on constant alert.

The scary part is we're planning to take this little monkey with us to a cabin in Arrowhead, which, not only will not be child-proofed, but will also be filled with three other families who will witness the destruction.

But did I mention she's really cute?