This is what is happening at my house right now.
Dad, sitting on couch: "No! Put it down. No! You may not hit your sister."
Five-year-old boy with a stick in the air: "But she pulled my pants down."
Nine-year-old girl cowering in chair: "Lets go get your pants. I'll help you put them on."
Afterwards, they went outside and put salt on a slug together. Nothing like a day of family togetherness.
Sometimes I wish there was a treehouse to escape to.