I didn't think my kids were very crazy until I was stranded with them last night. They had been cooped up in the house all day due to us prepping the house for incoming family. My wife had to go somewhere for a couple of hours, so I had to keep the kids alive until she got back. Flooded bathroom, self hair cut, trashed kitchen, and homemade tattoos all happened within the 5 minutes it took me to answer a call of nature. What were they doing before I went into the bathroom? All sitting nicely on the couch watching a Disney movie. Soon, my 5,4, and 2 year old will be old enough for me to give them the curse "I hope you have kids just like you".