And sticks? I wish they didn't know what to do with them - use as gun, use as sword, poke stuff, make it into a river of water/lava, bring it inside and call it a pet, use it to hack through imaginary jungle, whip each other with it, poke each other in the eye with it, fight over it (because there is some special connection/it's the best stick/I was using it first). The uses are endless.
Well, clearly you two are raising your kids up right. That's
exactly how you're supposed to play with sticks! (My brother and I fought for years over this one stick that was vaguely gun-shaped. Admittedly, I only wanted it because Josh liked it so much, but still...)
I spent one summer babysitting two boys, 7 and 10 years old. They lived on something like fifteen acres, with a creek, a pond, a couple of quads, a decently-sized wooded area, a few horses, and all they wanted to do all day long was sit inside and play video games. I'd basically have to drag them outside for a few hours every day, and then they'd do nothing but whine about how bored they were. It was sad.
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