Don’t worry there’s no crappy Sting song like with the Demolition Man film. The title merely refers to Isabelle being drawn moth to a flame like to knocking down her stacking cups. At present she’ll happily clip and clop them together but has no interest in building them, that’s my job you see, with her prime directive being D-E-S-T-R-U-C-T-I-O-N!
Like any doting Dad though as long as she knocks them down I’ll keep building them, that’s what I do. No doubt one day she’ll want to destroy giant chimney stacks, cooling towers or large piles of DVDs.
Dawn of the Dad 