I'd like to state for the record that my family truly is KICK ARSE! Whenever we run or jog we tease each other with loud taunts of, "Hey, good thing you're kicking your own butt, so I won't have to!" Yes, for some unknown reason my clan has embraced a physical fitness regimen that includes a swift healthy kick to the rear end with every part of their running gait. Sometimes my kids call out to me while sprinting through the house, "Mom, look at me, I'm kicking my own butt." Then they'll pick up speed and announce triumphantly, "Look, I'm kicking my butt even harder now." I get such a kick out of that!
My bosom doth swell with matronly pride at the sight of my talented progeny. This must signify that I'm raising a houseful of pacifists since they're so intent on kicking their own butts they don't have time to kick other peoples butts.