It gets loud, darts go flying and yes, there is whining. Doesn't matter how many times I say no aiming at the face....they aim at the face. They say they aren't but who are they kidding? They aim for the face. Usually the bigger ones getting the younger ones, hence the whining.
I remember growing up it was cowboys and robbers. Now it's zombies and robots.
I wouldn't want it any other way. I love the loud and the rowdy, the laughter. Makes me feel like my house is home, not just to my kids but their friends as well.
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