Nothing like waking up to a THUNK!

It happened. Austin pushed Hunter off the top bunk. My poor two year old itty bitty. He has been favoring his wrist, which at first I thought was broken, but after a cold bag of peas and some baby motrin, he is doing much better. I think it may be a sprain, but to wrap it up is pointless on a child as small and active as he is. So I will keep an eye. He comes to me periodically for kisses on his 'booboo' and to tell me his woes. Poor little bugger. How did I deal with Austin? Well I am still mad, and I try not to punish when I am this mad, cause I may just be mean. Hey man, at least I am honest. So he got sent back to his bed and told to stay there till further notice. Another 15 minutes and I will go retrieve him for a talk, and we will go from there. What would you do?