He said, “Matthew hit me today.”
So I said, “Really? And then what happened?”
He said, “I hit him.”
Reasonable enough for a three-year old. And around this time the teacher is probably about to get involved, and I’m pretty curious about what she did. “What happened after that?”
He said, “He hit me again.”
Uh-oh. This might not be a very good story. “And then what happened?”
He got a big grin on his face. “I tumbled him.”
I started to grin back. It was partly a response to his grin, partly amusement at his inventive use of the word “tumble”, and partly pride in my warrior son.
“I see. And then what happened?”
I burst into laughter. So did Paula. What would you have done?