Plainville Air Soft Headquarters

Our house has officially become Plainville's Air Soft Headquarters. Well, I just officially deemed it so. Recently, when the boys are looking for something to do, and the weather cooperates, they call friends up. They all come over to our house with their air soft guns. Today there were at least eight boys here. And the war was on! I'm not sure how much shooting goes on...they spend a lot of time arguing about all the rules. I don't know why they have to have so many rules. But they seem to enjoy arguing about them. I try not to get involved in any of the rule making and I definately stay clear of the war when it's going on. They used to complain to me about how so'n'so shot me. I just ask, "What did you think was going to happen? You all have loaded guns...?" They don't complain to me anymore. I do get reports on some of the bruises after the fact though. I just laugh. I am very happy that they all are staying out of trouble and having fun at the same time. Of course there's Knock-Out when they need a break. Then when it gets dark...flash light tag begins...