Behavior Ticket

Josh came home from school today and told me that he had a behavior ticket in his backpack.  What?  I pull it out and read it.  The comments said that he was "throwing crayons and not finishing his work." I ask Josh about it and this is his side of the story.

"We had a substatoot named Mr. Long and he was in the army.  He showed us the salute and said that it's not funny when you do it.  But right then I thought of something really funny and I started laughing."
"What did you think of that was so funny?" I ask.
"I don't remember but Mr. Long might have thought I was laughing at the salute and he said I had to stand at the wall and count to 30.  So I did like he said but when I came back to sit down Evan threw a crayon at me.  Then he picked up another one and threw it at me and it REALLY hurt mom."
"So you threw crayons back at him?"
"Well, I didn't want to but he started it.  And then the substatoot got mad. But Evan started it!"
"Josh, it doesn't matter who starts it, you are not suppose to throw crayons.  You know better than that. What should you have done?"
"Not throw crayons."
"Yeah.  And told the teacher.  He would have taken care of it.  It sounds like you were also being rude by laughing."
"But it wasn't about the salute.  It was something funny but I can't remember what it was."
"Well, this is unacceptable.  You cannot play with your friends today."
"But MOM!  I didn't start it!"
Thus begins an HOUR long session of crying, whining, begging, pleading and threatening.  His excuses were that his teacher never told him that he COULND'T throw crayons, that he didn't WANT to throw the crayons but he couldn't stop himself, and that it's not a big deal.  I beg to differ.  If I have to sign a paper and send it back to the school office, you better believe it's a big deal.