The Brookinator

It just astounds me to see how many things Brooke can get into over the course of a fleeting minute. It's like she has this buffer in her head, loaded with the next ten things she wants to destroy, all lined up like an iTunes playlist, or candies in a Pez dispenser. And the second you shoo her away from some calamity in the making, she loads the next one and BAM! off she goes. There is no pause, no hint of indecision, it's instantaneous redirection. And the look on her face is that of a mad woman, a crazed, wide-eyed kind of ravenous ferocity that very clearly shows her resolve. And she knows EXACTLY which items and activities we want her to avoid, she homes in on those like a laser beam and goes in for the kill.

She's basically a diminutive, soft, cute, pink Terminator, that's what she is. Don't stand in her way.