Yesterday was a very trying day in my house. It's a long story that I'll spare you the details, but in the end the kids had all their toys taken from the playroom and put in the garage. They can earn them back one at a time for good behavior.
That being said, the first thing they did yesterday once they had "free time" again, was go upstairs and get out some sweatpants to wear on their heads to pretend they are bunnies. (I love, love, love the imagination there).
Now, they have turned two bins into boats and are on a safari rescue, trying to "save" our cat. They're playing nicely and laughing. I think the toys are causing all the problems. Maybe we'll never get them back out:)