Does Your Child Make You Want To Strangle Them???

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Not literally. Well, maybe... What I mean is, does you child do those kinda cute/annoying things that make you laugh at first, but then just drives you insane??

My son likes to stick his fingers between my toes because he knows I can't stand it and the feeling makes me want to vomit.. He'll be like, "Oh mommy, let me rub your feet..." And I fall for it EVERY TIME!

Or... He knows that Lady Gaga drives me batshit crazy... so he will sing it over and over and over, giggling while I become murderous.

Come on, fess up... Give me a giggle so I know I'm not the only one with a silly, evil child who is hellbent on putting mommy in the loony bin!

Does jumping on my head at 3am count?

Or crying because i have my foot positioned the wrong way.

Or having a meltdown if he doesn't watch "Peppa Pig" - very hot day followed by the blackout over and over again. I feel sorry for Daddy Pig.

Or my fav, refusing to walk so he jumps on my neck and holds on like a monkey.

If I laugh at something mine has done he repeats it incessantly for laughs, then I have to be rude and tell him that things are funny the first couple of times but not so much on terminal repeat.

On that note, i should probably go and pick up the little angels from childcare.

I have no children, but I have young siblings and they do crap that they know I hate. It makes me, figuratively, want to strangle them. Kids are annoying. Plain and simple. But you can't help but to love them when they are your kids or your siblings.

The only thing mine does -- and I guess I don't find this annoying at all -- is that he sings, LOUDLY, in the shower. He showers on the floor below us, and we can still hear him loud and clear. It's highly charming.

What a fantastic idea for a thread!
My son makes noises. Shrill high pitched "rrrrreeeeeeeeeeerrreeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiioooooooooowwwwwwwwwww!! !!"
Like.....A fire alarm? All the time. Can't make a movement without adding some deafening sound effect. I spend my life saying "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
to no avail.
Or, I'll be talking to him, saying " yes, I really think you should go and "MUMMY?" put...a ..."MUMMY"...SHIRT ON!! !! !! !! !! !!" I know it's not especially designed to annoy me but oh gosh it drives me up the wall. I feel like my voice is transparent.
Repeating the same things innumerous times, also, of course.
Or he starts a story and I think, ok, be a good mother , listen to the story. The story basically translates as "whenIgrowupIwillbeaminerwhodigsfirstallthegoldanddiamondsupsoidon'thavetopayanyoneandi'm richandtheniwillcutthediamoondsinalittleroomabovetheminewherenoonecanstealthembecausetherewillbetriplelocksonthedoorandnowindowsandi'llmakeringsandthingsandthensellthembutnotintheshopbutontheinternetbecausetherewillbeinternetinmymine
andilljustgetthepackagingdeliveredtothepeoplehowantringslikeprincessesandqueensandtheni'llbesuperrichandicanbuyanythingiwantbutifyouwant
YOU CAN HAVE FREE DIAMOND RINGS!! !"
*wakes up*...wait what?? free diamond rings?? awsome baby....

Mine does that too. I also have to sit and watch various recreations from comic books he's developed into films in his head. Often he gives me the choice of "just watching the trailer" but if I express something positive about the trailer I need to watch the "film" in its entirety straight away.

Ohhh ominous, I'm sorry...

Ooooh I have another funny... Back before I knew my son was an aspie, before I really knew anything about ASD.. we had a neighbor boy who I later learned was autistic. Before I was told though, we went through several months when I would just randomly find this child in my house. I'd get out of the shower and come down stairs to find him in my living room inspecting my vacuum. I'd be like, "J? What are you doing?" At which point he would launch into this vacuum salesman dialogue of "Did you know your vacuum motor....................................." Or he'd be in my garage... inspecting the auto door opener.. He was very disturbed that it was missing the hangy-red-dealy-bobber.

At first, his random appearances were just alarming and incredibly weird. Then I got used to them. Then I was told his situation. (It would have been nice if his mom had just given me a heads up.. "Hey, my kid does this thing.........."

Ohhhh before leaving, he always insisted that I promise to check my fire alarms, but he didn't like the noise so he'd be like, "Ok, I'm going to go home now. When I close the door, don't forget to check the alarm. K? Promise you won't forget? I'm going to be listening. You know there's a fine if your batteries don't work?.. You know that isn't safe? You really should change your batteries every 3 to 6 months. This is very important. Promise your going to test it? Ok.. I'm going. But, I'm still listening."