lost boys (but in the disney way)

A gang has formed in my neighborhood. The most awesome gang ever. It's this band of boys, maybe eight, ten years old (with a couple little ones tagging along on foot) who ride their donkeys around my house and the fields nearby. They have races, fall off, get thrown off, spend twenty minutes trying to get a donkey to go the right direction, and generally just have a wonderful time. One day they even made themselves matching shiny green kung-fu headbands for their racing-around activities. I assume they're the boys who are supposed to herd their families' cows around the village, but I'm not sure. Whoever they are, they have a blast.