This morning the boys found and put on pieces of their Halloween costumes from 2007. It was all fun and games for about 15 minutes, until the first argument broke out from behind Ethan's bedroom door. Evidently the pirates were playing with the train set....or a better description might be Carter was lining up and attaching all the trains and all the other elements along the tracks and Ethan was trying to actually move the trains along the track. A little OCD vs search and destroy...this happens often around our house.
Both boys ended up in the living room pleading their cases and arguing about what truly happened. Carter got too close to Ethan and a small irritating shove was issued from Carter. Too which Ethan shoved back a little harder..Then the tears and complaints began. Really... the shoves were not bad enough to cause such drama. Jess and I each took a child, trying to diffuse what was happening and trying to explain to each that we don't push one another.
Mr. Drama (Carter) began dramatically retelling the train story to which Ethan piped in saying "Carter you a liar liar pants on fire-ra". Hence the name calling and accusations flew. We diffused the argument, we thought, and the boys happily went back to playing in the living room.
I stepped into the kitchen to get a drink and Jess went back to his paper, when we heard Ethan say very plainly and very aggitatedly, "Carter you want me bite you?" Which was surprising to hear, but also very funny. He was definetly warning the instigator to back off. Jess got Ethan and talked to him about threatening his brother and also about biting people. To which Ethan replied, "I keep my teeth myself and in my mouth. Then he ran off to play with Carter.
The whole confrotation/argument lasted all of 5 or 6 minutes and is not uncommon around here. We try to let them settle many of those sibling issues by themselves and intervene when physicality occurs. They do get in trouble when they need it, but in this case the whole thing was minor and actually quite comical.
The boys are great friends and play well together, until Mr. Drama OCD big brother becomes too OCD or too bossy &/or when Master of Destruction little brother destroys what they are playing with. It is always a loud, busy, circus around here.
Here are a couple more picture of the pirates. By the way, I believe little pirates should always go shirtless or maybe just be in their underwear. Such cute little stinkers.