I can relate to this. Me and my sister had so much fun making wierd concoctions in our backyard. One time, our nieghbor gave us some canned vegetables to give to our mom. We decided to make vegetable mud pies. They looked so gross. Mud with bits of corn and peas. Yummy.lol.
We would also ask our mom if we could take a bath. If she said "not right now", we would go outside and get really dirty. We lived in Oregon, so it was easy to find a muddy spot to roll in. Then we would go in the house, track mud all over the floor, and ask again if we could take a bath. My mother would just smile and get the bath ready.
We would also color with crayons on the clean kitchen floor. We would use the olive green and scribble all over and say it was green poop. My mom would just clean it again the next day. Bless her heart. She was so patient with us and rarely got angry.