Me: I am furious with you, you hit your little brother in the face.
Her: He was coming into my bedroom, I didn’t want him to come into my bedroom.
Me: That is no excuse. And how would you feel, if when you came into my bedroom in the morning and hit you in the face, hmm? What would you do?
Her: I would tell Daddy and he would telephone the police.
Him: Well, should I phone the police now and tell them what you did to Daniel.
Her: No. Children don’t go to jail.