My son broke my Chong bobblehead yesterday. Cheech then looked lonely, out of place, and so I had to take him down too. I didn't know how to react, I felt like giving him a spanking, or at least yelling at him but I didn't. I didn't give him ice cream instead.
Naw, they are on a window sill near the entertainment center. He is getting the hang of dragging the chair around the house to explore new territory to damage, they were the last items of my bachelorhood days on display.
Right around the time that I started learning how to read I discovered that my dad had a 1983 style Maxim poster calendar in his garage. My sister and I thought it would be fun to paint over it, so I am sure he was not very happy about that.
My kids I think it would mave to be the archway at my ex mother in laws house. They were climbing on it like monkeys. I told them twice to quit and by the time I could tell them again it fell over! 375.00 worth of damage! They will be clening my house spotless for awhile and nana is pampered like a queen! LOTN
If I live to be, well...really old, I will never forget the day I learned that you can't turn your back on toddlers, even for a few seconds. I went to the kitchen to get some iced tea. When I came back, they had gotten a jar of vaseline from the bathroom, and covered every square inch of my recliner. You know, the kind of recliner with the super comfy velvety material and a place for the remote control. That chair was just never the same after that. I may even have cried a little bit. There's a very special bond between a man and his recliner.
I don't remember it, but apparently I managed to break a toilet in the bathroom of a Hardee's when I was small. And I don't mean cause an overflow. I mean physical breakage of the toilet. My mother says we made a quick exit.
In general, my kids weren't big "breakers" of things when they were young. There was, however, one absolutely "horrible" experience with my eldest son: He was little, and he found my (here goes, what a big baby I am) Ken doll (which was one of the first Kens and had the fuzzy hair). For some reason I'll never understand he colored Ken's hair with magic marker!!! To this day, I'm not over the "horror" of it all!! Why? Why? Why? - Why Ken? Why not a Care Bear or something? I would rather he'd broken some expensive thing than wreck Ken! (So now I'm stuck with an inked up Ken in with my otherwise well kept Barbie collection. )
My sons threw rocks through windows of a huge tractor/grater behemoth n law requires parent must pay. Was $1000.+ cost but ... I only had to pay a third I knew the owner lol I made my sons write about that many lines