Joey and Guy were racing and chasing each other throughout our home screaming happily and loudly. I told them if they were going to wrestle they needed to go into the other room. "Oh no Mom" said Joey. "We're not wrestling, we're hitting each other with sticks!!" And simultaneously they each pulled out a tree branch 15 inches long. I took the sticks away and told them nature had to stay outside. So they started throwing matchbox cars instead. Oh Boys.