I tried, but I can't seem to stop the boys from playing rough. Perhaps it is the arsenal of weapons readily available in their room? I guess I've done it to myself. Oh well. At least they're not playing barbies, or painting each others' nails, or something. I'd be much more worried then. With this, all I have to worry about is the occasional broken lip, bone, or eye. No problem. I love having boys.
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