You know the coolest thing about brothers? They have funk, duke it out, and then they're buds. Know what's not cool? The duking out can seem very scary to their wee little mum (who does her darndest to stay out of the way). While they move on right away after the brief battle, inspite of the rug burns and other small injuries they've inflicted upon one another, their mom...me...takes about thirty minutes per incident to calm down. I'm starting to think it's all part of their evil plan.
P.S. I have to admit that my little guy is the amazing "balls to the walls" kind of football player that he is because, in large part, of all the battles he's waged at home. All right boys, go for it!