Ahh, the joys of parenting. Rearing your offspring from infancy just so that they can destroy everything you own, love, and aspire to be. Not to say that there aren't perks to being a parent, but this post is not about those things. This post is about when you have to remember how much you love you child when they destroy your new flatscreen TV, your car or one of your body parts. I'm not exaggerating. The brave parents of Reddit shared the very worst things their children have destroyed, and I'm secretly glad that I don't have kids yet.