Adventures in discipline

I have quite a few new readers - welcome! Very quick background on my family: Henry has just turned three, and Edward is almost two. They're 13 months apart, but Edward weighs a pound or two more than Henry. Henry is adventurous and very THREE, and Edward is more cautious, but determined and stubborn.

Henry and Edward continue to fight with each other. That part is not news. It will never be news. It will be news if they stop.

I put Henry in the corner a couple of times last night, with Edward in the room. A few minutes later I heard Edward firmly say "Get BACK corner, Henry."

To my utter surprise, Henry went into the corner. He gave me an imploring look, and whined, "Edward TOLD me to go to the corner."

*blink* *blinK*

Um.

Ok.

I had NO idea what to do. Mostly, I just wanted to laugh. I mostly suppressed it.

At a loss of knowing exactly what lesson I wanted taught, I just said, "Edward, tell Henry he can count to ten." (what you have to do to leave the corner in our house)

Henry counted. I said "Edward, tell Henry he can come out now."

Henry came out. How can something be so hilarious and so surreal at the same time?