This was when I was 2 years old,
too young to remember.. but my mom said that she and her sis caught
me in her room smearing the latter's favourite lipstick all over my
face. My aunt promptly caned my butt and asked me if I knew why she
caned me. I nodded solemnly and tottered out of the room after my
mom.
My aunt then put the lipstick right on top of her wardrobe, way out
of my reach.
The next day, my aunt couldn't find her favourite lipstick. So she
asked me if I knew where it was. I nodded my head, took her hand
and led her to the store room, which was half-filled with carton
boxes. I pointed to the top of the carton boxes (almost 3 times my
height) and peered at my incredulous aunt.
Sure enough, she found her lipstick right at the top of the carton
boxes. They later deduced that I had somehow shaken the whole
wardrobe to get at the lipstick (the remaining contents at the top
of the wardrobe was all over the floor), but till this day they
still have no idea how I found out the lipstick, and how I threw it
up there. 
