My daughter, Anna, just punched me in the crotch. When I asked her why on Earth she would do such a thing, she informed me that I told her to. "You said when someone tried to make me do something I don't want to do, I should punch them in the crotch." Though what I actually said was if someone tried to take advantage of her and tried to make her do something she didn't want to do...you know, icky, she should punch them in the crotch. That is not the same thing as crotch punching because I told her to clean her room.
Dear God, she's thirteen and it's starting. It's starting.
So now I'm grumpy and she's grumpy and grounded and cursing my name in German which is much more effective than English. She did, in fact, scream that I wasn't her father.