I remember over the years that my kids were the ones to sand out the brand new paint job on my '66 mustang with road blacktop chunks, be scouts and light fires in the woods nearby, paint a wall with a spray can, magic marker walls, hide food in their rooms which got a colony of ants covering the floor, lock the stalls from the inside in the necessary room at my workplace while I was working a long weekend and child sitting.
Mostly the trouble they got into was from watching an adult do something and then trying to match it with the objects at hand.