Boys

We bought H some Star Wars binoculars for his birthday. Last night, he went outside in the back yard and was out there for a long time. Tim stuck his head out to see what H was up to, and H had the binoculars focused on something and seemed very intent on what he was viewing. Although I wasn't there, Tim relayed the conversation to me:

T: Hey buddy, whatcha doing?
H: Using my binoculars.
T: What are you looking at?
H: I'm spying.
T: Who are you spying on?
H: The neighbors.
T: Well that's rude. Why are you doing that?
H: Central Command told me to.
T: (Long Pause)So...what do you see? What are they doing?