Slip of the Tongue

Five came into the room the other day, holding his shoulder.

Five: Four hit me back.
Me: Uh...you hit him?
Five: No - he hit me back.
Me: (Trying to control my smirk) You mean - you hit him and he hit you back?
Five: He hit me back!
Me: (Still trying not to lose it...) See when you say it like that it makes me think that you hit him first.
Five: He hit me back!

I called in Four.  And we determined that yes, in fact, he hit Five back...after Five hit him first.  Oh the joys of parenting...