How have your children got up to 'monkey business'? Share with Ape for the chance to win a £300 voucher

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Children often choose their moments wisely and cause mischief as soon as you turn your back. It’s only once they’ve already buttered the carpet or themselves head-to-toe in Sudocrem that you realise they’re up to monkey business. Ape have cut the monkey business - making snacks with plant based ingredients and natural flavours - and would like to hear the stories of the times your children have got up to mischief.

Here’s what Ape has to say: “We know there are times when your kids have caused a little chaos. However, you have to admit that their antics make for great entertainment. They’re the moments that turn into memories which you look back at and laugh about. Ape snacks contain no monkey business, but we do want to hear about the good kind of monkey business your cheeky children get up to.

Perhaps they gave themselves a haircut or decided to decorate the house with streams of precious loo roll? Maybe you caught them red-handed stealing from the snacks cupboard? (We don’t blame them when there are tasty treats around!). Whatever the monkey business is, we can’t wait to hear what stories you have to share!”

What’s the most mischievous thing your child has done? Perhaps they used felt tips to draw on brilliant white walls or tucked into your birthday cake when no one was looking? How did you cope with the situation? Did it require a big clean up job or was there a lot of explaining that needed to be done? Is it something you laugh about in hindsight?

Whatever mayhem your child has caused, let us know on the thread below and you will be entered into a prize draw where one lucky Mumsnetter will win a £300 voucher for a store of their choice (from a list).

Thanks and good luck!
MNHQ

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Plenty of Mischievous little pranks in this household! My youngest once went around my garden picking all my newly sprouted aliums because they were 'so pretty'. I could forgive that because it wasn't meant to be mischievous but there are others such as the time my eldest painted the radiator with crayons. Unfortunately the radiator was on and it melted the crayons so it was like oily paint... and it was a rental property.

Not my child but my autistic brother used to change the language on the TV at home. Drove my mum bananas

When my daughter was five years old, I removed my new upper denture and placed it on a table in the lounge as my mouth was feeling uncomfortable. I went into the kitchen to put the kettle on and when I returned, my dentures were nowhere to be seen. Two days later and after much frantic searching, I found the little madam had hidden them behind the TV!

Turned my back whilst homeschooling, came back to find they had drawn on goaties with the whiteboard pens!!!

2 year old was very quiet, I should have known, I asked what she was doing and she said 'having a tea party...with milk from my bum'. She had been weeing in a jug and feeding it to her doll. I grew her in my uterus and she feeds piss to her doll.

Mine only happened a week ago. My 22 month old had suddenly gone very quiet. That usually spells trouble- he’s a little monkey at the best of times. Walk into the kitchen to find DH had left our bowl of eggs (we empty them into a large bowl and usually keep in larder) out on the work top.
The little monkey had moved a stool, climbed up and was merrily smashing eggs all over the place. He’d smashed 5 and was standing in a puddle of egg. When I walked in he said “Egg” “Wet” and pointed. I was torn between laughing and crying- eggs are a nightmare to clean at the best of times- but right now they’re like bloody gold dust to get hold of!! No more eggs for him!

The first morning back to school after the Christmas holidays I noticed DS1s shoes needed a polish. Rushing to get ready for work and unable to find the shoe polish I just gave them a quick squirt with the good old Mr Sheen.

Just as I finished my MIL knocked on the door because she looks after DS2 and 3. I left the polish on the work top and opened the door.

Having got sorted and putting my own (4 inch stiletto heeled!) shoes on I ran back into the kitchen to grab my phone, where I promptly skidded across the tile floor which suddenly resembled an ice rink, tumbled arse over tit and landed on my back. Obviously I screamed and MIL appeared shortly followed by DS2 (who was aged 3) holding the polish and the cloth who exclaimed "me cleaned the floor for you mummy!!!"

We are potty training my daughter and she had wee'd in the potty without me noticing, then decided that her teddy needed a wee too!! Poor teddy needed quite a clean up after that!

Found the talcum powder at his cousin's house! On the plus side he smelt nice... and we loved the pic so framed it!

When my two boys were little (about 3 and 4) I redecorated the kitchen over several weeks while they played with their beloved train set. About a week later I set them up with their paints on the kitchen table. Nipped out to hang out the washing and came back to a multicoiloured wall "we painted the wall mummy" they said in glee.

Found the zip in a beanbag, removed the cover then found the internal zip. Then merrily sprinkled 6 million minuscule polystyrene balls all over the lounge. Lounge looked like Lapland U.K.

If you have ever tried to hoover those up you’ll feel my pain.

DC constantly doing "inventions" which always involve some sort of liquid, in the hope that they discover the next diesel or invent some new thing to generate electricity or something.

"Mummy don't get cross but there is liquid on the floor"

"What is it?"

"Don't get cross"

"What is it?"
"Your antibacterial washing up liquid mixed with water and coal".

Mummy feels she is slipping into some strange different dimension where fixed things move and nothing makes sense and she starts to make a spluttering noise which finally sounds like words. She had spent the last 30 mins whizzing around trying to pick things up and sort out the preexisting carnage. "B-b-but...WHY???? And why is it on the floor???"

My daughter who is 4 was very quiet upstairs I went up and she was at my dressing table covered in every item of make up I could think of. I nearly died only cuz the fact she used all my Estée Lauder foundation lol x