At least he's a quick-thinker, right?

This afternoon I told Joshua to clean up the transformers on his bed because he wasn't playing with them anymore. Always acutely aware of any potential unfairness, he helpfully added, "Ethan, clean up your transformers."
Ethan: I don't have to because I'm still playing with them.
Josh: Oh, do you want to play with mine, too?
Ethan: Yeah.
Josh: You want all of them?
Ethan: Yeah.
Joshua: Mom, I'm not cleaning them up because Ethan's playing with them. May I go outside?

And, he never even skipped a beat.