...would you ever guess, looking at this cherubic face, that I am the Destroyer of Worlds? At least, that's what Daddy and Mommy call me sometimes. Not sure why, although I suppose SOME people might think that beelining for anything that's in any sort of order (like the stacking rings, or the tower of boxes toy) and knocking it over is sort of destructive.
An example of me NOT being destructive, but rather, creative ("dancing" is creative, right?):
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