I am not good at confessions, but I did try every bit of patience my father ever had.
I unzipped the bean bag chairs once, and my younger sister jump on it and the little styrofoam balls flew out ALL over the bedroom floor. Then, we stopped up the vaccuum cleaner trying to clean them up...
I used to color on the walls ALL the time. I even took the Pebbles stamp from the Flinstones Fruity Pebbles cereal, and stamped them behind my bedroom door.
I convinced my sister that fig newtons were crushed up earthworms in a cookie.
I got in trouble once for telling a kid that I would kick him in the eye.
I caught a crawfish once (and how I got it in that bucket without touching it, is beyond me) and tried to get it past my grandmother in the house.
I threatened to call the "government" on my parents all of the time. Yeah. Like the government cares that a snobby little girl gets punished. Boy was I majorly mislead.
I think thats really it. I guess I was a trying child, but nothing major.