Imogen: Mummy, I see a shooting star so you have to make a wish.
Me: Okay. I wish for someone really wonderful to love.
Imogen: That's a very bad wish, Mummy. You have to wish for the princesses at the ball or the sun exploding.
Me: Oh really? I can't wish for whatever I want?
Imogen: I don't make the rules, Mum. I just tell them.
Me: Okay, I guess I wish for the princesses at the ball.
Imogen: I wish for some gummi bears.
Me: What about the rules?!
Imogen: Rules are only for mothers.