Children can be creative and annoying at times. Annoying in the sense that they’ll run around the house, make a mess all over themselves, and it’s the parents who have to clean after. And creative because, well, sometimes they do things you wouldn’t have thought they could or would do.
In a Reddit post by the user SFFChat several years ago, the Redditor asked, “Parents of Reddit, what’s something that your kid has done that you pretended to be angry about but secretly impressed or amused you?” And, oh boy, there seems to be a lot of “creative” children out there! Below we compiled 20 stories of children that have something that could have been irritating if it were not because the adults were impressed with the execution.
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My son was 2 years old when he got his first pair of eyeglasses. At first he resisted wearing them until he realized he could see properly for the first time in his life.
A few days into wearing his glasses, I brought home a 5 pound bag of individually wrapped chocolates that I was planning on taking to the office in a few days. He had gone upstairs to his toyroom and he was being way too quiet for too long. I went up there and he was surrounded by wrappers, covered in chocolate. Half the bag was gone, and he was so proud of himself: “Mommy, I not need help to open them, so I not had to ask!” It was the first time he had been able to see where to pull to open the wrappers. I was so happy that he could finally see that I couldn’t be angry.
I had to tell him that he still needed to ask permission to take the candy, even if he didn’t need help opening it anymore. The punishment was his bellyache. Kid’s lactose intolerant.
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It was actually my nephew, but a few years ago (back when he was in 2nd or 3rd grade), his class was learning about onomatopoeia and the teacher was asking the children if they knew any. Apparently, my nephew raised his hand and said “I know one!” and then he farted.
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When my daughter was 6, a boy in school was bullying her. He was confronting her one day, in front of his buddies, and said, “I bet you don’t have the nerve to kick me in the nuts.”
She did. We got a call from the school. My ex and I had to stifle laughter while making to the principal. We exploded once we were outside, then had to rein it in once we met up with our daughter. Heh.
The kid who was bullying her left her alone after that.
My daughter figured out manipulation at age four.
As we were leaving a theme park, pretty worn out, she looked at my husband and said “Daddy, I bet you can’t carry me all the way to the car”
Today, my seven year old son was upset about losing two games in a row of Go Fish. I have been working on his sportsmanship for a while now, and I was disappointed in his attitude. Trying to coax him back to the table and continue the lesson, I said, “Best three out of five?”
Without missing a beat the tears stopped, and with an intensity usually reserved for a fight weigh in, he spun ’round, gave me a steely-eyed glare and said, “No Dad. We’re going to settle this the old fashioned way.” He rolled up a sleeve, popped his elbow on the table and presented an arm ready for an epic arm wrestling. I nearly lost it, and I didn’t want to indulge this, but I did. With his little sister’s help, they were ‘victorious’ and teased me mercilessly for the next hour. I had to excuse myself for a good giggle after.
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My 3 year old dragged a chair from the lounge to the kitchen and climbed up to help herself to an icecream from the freezer, I caught her in the act and was prepared to be angry until I realized that before getting herself one, she had taken 2 out for her little brother and sister, unwrapped them and sent them out to the balcony to eat so they wouldn’t make a mess. I decided she deserved the icecream.
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I live with my dad and my 9 year old daughter. I sometimes go to the gym at night and tell my daughter to brush her teeth while I’m gone. When I get back she shows me a video on our tablet of her brushing her teeth as proof. A few days ago I realized that her hairstyle was slightly different in the video, and I figured out that she had simply prerecorded herself brushing her teeth in several different outfits. While I was fairly impressed at this, I kept a straight face and explained to her that when I was a kid, grandpa would beat me savagely with a set of jumper cables whenever I didn’t brush my teeth. Since then she’s been brushing several times a day on her own.
I took my daughter to her first movie in the theater — Frozen. She was 4 at the time, and she did really well mostly staying quiet and watching the movie, so I was super proud of her. The only time she really talked at all was to ask me about things she didn’t understand, and quietly at that. So it was a shock, when the major twist came and Hans revealed his plan to murder Elsa, and my daughter finally took the opportunity to speak loudly enough for the surrounding few rows of the theater to hear:
“He’s a DOUCHEBAG!”
I did not give birth to them, but I have raised my two nephews as my own, full time, for the past ten years, I’m almost twenty five now, they are fifteen and twelve, and I swear, they are both little scientists. My oldest built a rocket out of fireworks and remote control car parts for the science fair which he successfully launched into our corn field when he was in junior high, home made fart bombs ( principal called on that one ), countless Rube Goldberg machines which destroyed my kitchen, my husband’s study and workshop, then there was my youngest. His multiple baking soda volcanos which he figured he could use the same method to create a puking monster, his remote helicopter “flying fox” bat, and passing out Harry Potter jelly beans at school on test day. I really love my boys.
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I overheard my dad saying he was secretly proud of something I did in school. It’s school photo day and what happened is we go in small groups and have our picture taken then the wizard photographers put it all together, I got myself in two of the groups and ended up in the final photo twice.
When I was maybe 4 or 5 my parents got a betta fish. I named it Shimmer and year or so later it died, so we got another one. I wanted to named him Shimmer too but my parents told me that’s bad because you don’t name things after things that died.
I proceeded to inform them that they’d named me after my dead great grandmother. They let me name the fish Shimmer.
When my brother and I were teenagers, we got onto an argument one day when we were home alone. I was running up to my room to get away from him but by the time I got to my door and started to shut it, he had braced himself against the hallway wall and stuck his foot in my doorway so the door could not be shut all the way.
I pushed and pushed until we heard a horrifying crack of a cheap hollow door. The crack was about a foot long. We looked at the clock and realized we had about an hour before my mother got home. They had recently taken a door out of the mud room, so we went to the basement (after writing and signing complete confessions of the incident incase we got caught so one of us couldn’t flip it on the other), got that door, thanked sweet baby jesus the hinges were on the right side, and would have gotten away with it if she hadn’t come home early. (Cue us looking super guilty holding while forcing a hinge screw in place). We did eventually finish.
When she recounted the story to my father that night, he was like, “so wait, they stopped fighting and used teamwork to reinstall the door? I’m not grounding them! That’s awesome!”
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I blocked YouTube on the Ipad. I was a little worried my kid might see some stuff on YouTube not intended for a 5 year old. My 5 year old found a work-around by starting up Angry Birds, clicking on the Angry Birds Cartoons, then browsing to his favorite YouTuber using the Voice Search function.
I have to say, that’s brighter than most adults I’ve seen. He dealt with bypassing Password protection and his own inability to write using the speech function. That’s amazing!
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Put a hole in the wall of my room. Repaired it by painting the back side of some photo paper and gluing it to the wall. My dad was fairly upset when he found it about 2 years later, but later admitted that my McGyver repair job was impressive.
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My daughter got in trouble in kindergarten for selling pencils to other kids. She was charging kids a quarter, the school charged 50 cents. I was pretty impressed
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In my case, I was one of the kids impressing their parents.
My cousin, my brother, and I, all around 10 years old, were walking around a farm about half a mile away from our grandparents’ house. It used to have lots of pigs but at the moment only four dogs that guarded the farm were there, living inside tiny cages where they probably stayed most of the time. We found the key to the cages, “freed” all the dogs and wrote some cheesy line like “FREEDOM TO ALL THE ANIMALS” in childish handwriting on a wall with a purple desinfectant spray we found.
Turns out the farm belonged to a close friend of our grandma and since one of the dogs decided to follow us we got caught very quickly. We had to go to the owners’ house and apologize and we were grounded for the rest of the summer, but last year (like 10 years later) my parents actually told us they were very proud and impressed!
There was a guy staying with my MIL around the time my little one was 3-4. This guy was completely taking advantage of MIL, psychologically abusing her, terrorizing her, etc. One day my tiny child said to him out of the blue, “I don’t like you. You are not my friend. I hate you. I hate you!”
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My 16 year old son and his buddies decided to call their dodgeball team “Snipe” so that they could “accidentally” stand in front of the whole school with their lettered t-shirts spelling out “Penis.” Such a proud mom, I was!
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I can speak for my mom by telling the story of my sister and I playing with her bright red lipstick.
My sister and I were about 4 and 5 at the time, watching Peter Pan in our parents’ room while they were watching TV or whatever downstairs. My sister and I had seen the movie a bazillion times before and would play along with the movie, singing the songs and just acting silly.
I wanted to be Tiger Lily. I convinced my sister that to look like Tiger Lily, we could use our mom’s lipstick to paint ourselves red (thank you, Disney racism). So we go into the bathroom and lock the door, which we were strictly forbidden from doing, and covered our entire faces in lipstick. Even our ears. We were thorough.
Because we likely knew we would get into trouble for what we were doing, we were being really quiet. This was a red flag for our parents, and it wasn’t long before our mom was calling up to us to ask what we were doing. Apparently responding, “nothing!” in unison is another red flag.
Our mom came upstairs and tried to come into the bathroom, but we had locked the door, so she told us in her angry mother voice to unlock the door immediately. When we did, she couldn’t even imagine what she was going to open the door to. She said years later that it took all her willpower to not laugh when she saw what we’d done and found out why.
Not my story but a friend’s and I think it’s hillarious:
The family was invited to dinner at their friends’ house who also had a daughter around the same age. They had a lovely evening and a few glasses of wine. On their way home – oh s**t – police – stop&search. Where we are from the police always asks if you have had something to drink and the law is very strict about drinking&driving. It’s really easy to loose your license with a glass of wine.
The officer had picked them for a random breath test…which the dad (who was driving) failed. He tried to defend himself: “I didn’t drink, Sir. There must be something wrong with the machine. Try it on my daughter if you don’t believe me.” My friend told me that his dad has no idea why the hell he made that suggestion. The 5-year-old daughter was sleeping in the backseat, they gently woke her and she actually took a breath test. And BOOM, the result was positive. The officer was now convinced that his machine wasn’t working properly, appologized to the family and let them drive off. Mum & dad were completely puzzled but they just thought they had had a lot of luck that night.
Back at home the friends with whom they had spent the evening called and told them: “Guess what, I just found a half emptied bottle of egg liqueur in my daughter’s room. Seems like the girls had a little party of their own.” So, the kid actually was drunk while taking the breath test.
Tl;dr 5-year-old saved her dad’s driving license by getting wasted.