You know those little 'foot powered' toddler cars? Ours is red, with a little yellow roof. We've had it for a while... it gets used well.
Julia, however, decided today that her brother's head looked like a good target for road kill, and 'drove' right over it. That didn't sit well with him.
I, astonished at her brazeness, began to yell quite loudly at her. At one point, I asked the proverbial:
"How would you like that if I did it to you?"
Julia thought seriously, and boldly said :
"You wouldn't fit."
The next few moments were a blur, but at some point I remember looking up, scrunched into this car with one whole leg still hanging out, and seeing my husband, son and daughter stare at me with confused, slightly amused looks on their faces.
I think I forgot the point I was making... and lost a little respect in the process. Hate it when that happens.