Andy and Nathan

What those two do. The other day, while feeding Tommy, Andy and Nathan came in to get a drink of water, with straws, of course. It was last Tuesday, which was quite chilly. I noticed that it didn't seem to take them no time flat to drink all the water, and come back in for more. No problem, boys playing outside will be thristy. Well, about three minutes go by, and in they come again. Without really paying alot of attention, I say something like "Boys, take it easy on the water." Andy, always with a ready explantion as to why what he is doing is right, states that they spilled the other water. Directly within three more minutes, both are back for more water. This time, I look at them closely. I see that they have, indeed, spilled the water. It seems that spitting water out of the other end of a straw, at each other, passes for 'spilling' water to the boys. I tell them the whole thing about it being too cold, not to do that, yada yada. Outside they go.
Andy returns to inform me, "Mom, you made my friend Nathan sad, and you made me mad." It was all I could do not to crack up. With as much as a stern face that I could muster, I inform him "You don't talk to Mommy like that, I'm about to tan your hide." He directly comes back, with an equally stern face " No, mommy, I could die, that that would be so bad."
What do you do? I informed him that he would not die from his hiney being spanked, and to get outside before I could think it over and go ahead and spank him. Out he stomped. Michael Jr.