I walked into my room where the kids were watching a movie. Brighton was sitting behind Pacey giggling.
"Watcha doing?" I said.
"We're kicking!" Brighton chirps happily. She demonstrates that she is pounding on her brother's back with her feet.
I admonish her sternly. "We don't kick, that's not a game. Do you want him to kick you?!?"
She nods eagerly.