Tornadoes...

So I have decided to write a comic, I want to start a comic although I am not sure how to start it, cant draw people worth a crap, and well have no literary talent.  I barely passed English courses in HS, and skated by in College.  Once I took the required entry level English, I stayed away by any means possible, taking, Greek and Roman lit, Russian womens lit, any other lit just not to take the dreaded English course.
Anyway, I digress.  Tornadoes.  Def. from wikipedia.. "A tornado is a violently rotating column of air ...They are often referred to as twisters or cyclones"

The Tornado, a T2, look her hand is in motion, its picking up momentium!

Could we adapt this for children, specifically one child, a little girl named Takoda?  I have decided that she is my tornado, a violently spinning mass, picking up and dropping things along her path of distruction, chaos, and grace. 
I say grace gently, because she is a sweet, caring, emotional little girl, but she is constantly leaving shoes, I mean shoe, and clothes, and socks, I mean sock, and jewelry, towels, underpants...whatever have you.  EVERYWHERE.  The bathroom, the kitchen, the bedroom, hers, mine, her brothers.  Thank goodness I only have 2 floors, and 3 rooms, plus the kitchen and the main play area(which is also my formal dining room, laundry room, and den...).  I find 1 sock, I loose 1 sock.  I find a shoe, she looses a shoe.  Im actually amazed that she still has matching socks, and shoes!
The best part about the tornado is that its not just her stuff either.  Its everyones stuff.  Her brothers, both of them now.  Each morning she decides she wants to pick out what Tate should wear, so she brings clothes,socks and shoes downstairs, or into my room, or whereever baby and I are.  I look at the outfit, matched or unmatched, and debate if it is worth making T3 super angry to change his outfit to appease her.  I decide against it.  She gets upset, but somehow the Tornado manages to bring the outfit with her. 
Her room is a hazmat scene.  I need it deemed a national emergency.  Today I went in and actually saw the floor probably because I got upset with her and told her she was NOT wearing a skirt to her playdate today(it was with Blake...her BF).  So she didnt have time to totally destruct her room.  But over the weekend, and probably tomorrow FEMA could come and help me put it back together.  Its hard too, because now she shares her room with Tate, even though he doesnt yet sleep in there. 
Anyway, my comic would be about Teighan, Im thinking T-Man, need to think of a superpower for him, Koda Woman, her superpower is Tornado like destruction(I suppose like Storm) and T3, not sure yet what his name or superpower is either.  Koda I watch and observe, all day, everyday.
I watch with awe and wonder at how something so sweet, can be full of such chaos and destruction, and at the same time do it all with such grace.
I watch her in the totally unmatched outfit, dance around the house dropping stuff all along her path.  She told her Dad the other day, when he said she didnt match, that famous people dont match!  Well she is set, fashionista here we come!
I have given up though, I suppose it comes with 3, a level of control you loose.  Another part of your sainity taken.  The mystery is not how to get it back but how to completely let it go and just run with it? 
The tornado has hit...we are in the direct path...but for how long?