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Premeditation

pre·med·i·ta·tion (pr-md-tshn)n.
1. The act of speculating, arranging, or plotting in advance.
2. Law The contemplation of a crime well enough in advance to show deliberate intent to commit the crime; forethough

We have a long shared driveway and Amelia knows that she can ride to the end of the driveway (the rocks) but she has to turn around and come back the other way.

Amelia: Hey mom, I'd wanna wide dis way over der, SAY SORWY, and keep going down der. (beyond the driveway).

sigh.

Comments

heidiram said…
Let me repeat just one more time . . . I love that little girl. She is the BEST!
grammy said…
The Elders travel in two's so they can testify . I was a second witness and if called upon in the court of the land, I will indeed say "yes" that is exactly what this little darling said AND DID. Judge there was NO remorse for her actions. I rest my case.....
diane said…
At least she's cute, way cute!!
Emily said…
At least she remembers the rule? :) My boys pretend they 'forget'....
Tristan said…
I love her way of thinking! :)
Nancy said…
Wow. At least when it was time to get after her, she knew what was coming!
Hannah said…
She sounds so funny!
Jessica said…
I just read that to my husband and son and even they laughed out loud.
that is so funny, i can't stand it!
queenieweenie said…
Amelia...here's a lesson from Allison: It's better to ask forgiveness than permission! My kids (especially by big "kid" named Matt) swear by this.
mamasuisse said…
At least she's honest about it. Too funny!

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