What's That Noise?

We were running late this morning. The goal is to be out the door by 7:20 on the weekdays. Some days are easier than others depending on how much prep I do the night before. Last night I didn't do anything. I was tired and I figured I could do it all in the morning. By "it" I mean packing everyones lunches...no small feat for two adults and a toddler who eats fresh homemade food every day.
Usually I try to get up by 6:20 at the latest. Today I got up at 6:45. As Rich and I were getting ready Noah wandered in to his room to play with his toys, something that is becoming more and more common. Usually we can hear him babble away through the monitor or playing with his toys. I heard this for a while and then it got quiet. Unless he's asleep, quiet is never a good sign. I decided I had better check and see what fun he was up to. As I walked down the hall to his room I heard a large rip. "That's strange", I think to myself. "I don't think we left anything in his room that he could tear. I wonder what that was". As I walk in to his room I see this...


My little angel had ripped almost an entire panel of wallpaper off the wall.