October 30, 2010

Imogen:  I'm Imogen Mouse and when I go to school I will say "I'm Imogen Mouse" and then my teacher will say, "eek, a mouse!" and I will squeak and everyone will be scared of me.

Me:  Wow, that sounds very interesting, Imogen.

Imogen:  But actually, I don't want to scare my friends so I will say, "I'm just a nice mouse, not a scary mouse"  and they will say, "oh good" and then we'll all cuddle and eat candy.

October 26, 2010

Imogen: Mummy, now that snow is here, it's Christmas!  Is Santa coming tomorrow?

October 25, 2010

Imogen:  Oh Mummy!  Winter is my my most beautiful season ever!  Maybe when you drive me to my dad's house we can have snowball fights with the other cars!

October 24, 2010

The following took place while Imogen was hopping on one foot and producing rehearsed grunts.  


Imogen:  Jude, look at me!

Jude laughs giddily.

Imogen:  Jude, look at me!

Jude laughs hysterically.

Imogen:  Jude, look at me!

Jude falls down laughing, and snorts a little bit.

Imogen:  Oh Mummy, Jude is so funable!

October 23, 2010

Imogen:  I put the spoons on the table, Mummy.

Me:  Aw, thanks Imogen.  We actually don't need spoons tonight, but that was so nice and thoughtful of you.

Imogen:  I'm sorry, Mummy.

Me:  Oh sweetie, you don't need to be sorry at all!  You didn't do anything wrong.  You were being so nice and helpful!  That's wonderful!

Imogen:  No Mummy, that's not why I'm sorry.  I'm sorry because you have to use the spoon because I said so.

I swear I do NOT speak to her like that.  Ack!!!

October 21, 2010

In an effort to get Imogen to eat some lasagne tonight (not a favourite for her, because it involves a lot of foods mixed up and touching each other,) I was being extra silly in my requests.  Humor sometimes works. 

Me:  Imogen, you can choose to have three bites of your yummy chicken lasagne or you can have seven HUNDRED bites!   Which do you want?

Imogen:  Three.  You are not funny, Mummy, and I will not eat seven hundred bites.

Me:  Grandad would eat seven hundred bites, wouldn't you Grandad?

Grandad:  Oh yes.

Me:  That's because Grandad is almost SEVEN HUNDRED years old!!!

Imogen:  Mummy, you are ridiculous.  If Grandad was seven hundred years old, his head would have growed out of the roof.

October 20, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, it's purple day so I need to do a purple pee.

October 19, 2010, round two

Imogen:  Mummy, did you know that Snow White eated the bad apple and that is a thumbs down choice because she getted very sick and then she falled asleep and her friends, the dwarves cried and cried and then a prince comed and kissed her so she waked up?

Me:  Yes, I think I've heard that story, kiddo.

Imogen:  But Mummy, why didn't the dwarves take Snow White to the doctor?

Me:  Good question, Imogen.  I think that's what I'd want my friends to do for me if I was sick.

Imogen:  Me too, Mummy.  I think Belle should have taked Snow White to the doctor and then Snow White can kiss Belle to say thank you for helping me get better.

Me:  Imogen, I like the way you think.

October 19, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, look, the sun is coming up and the stars have fainted away!

October 17, 2010

Me:  Hey Imogen, do you want to have a little nap while Julius is asleep?

Imogen:  No.

Me:  We could cuddle up together for a nap.

Imogen:  How about we just cuddle up together and be awake and tell each other how much I love you.

cue my heart, melting.

October 16, 2010

Me:  Okay, there you go, kiddo.  Two piggie tails coming out the top, just like you ordered.

Imogen:  Let me see!

Imogen, looking in the mirror:  Oh Mummy, I have wonderful news!  I look just like a yak!

October 15, 2010 round two

Imogen:  Mummy, can I have sprinkles on my cupcake?

Me:  Sure kiddo, I'll just get them.  Here they a... OOPS!

Imogen:  That's okay Mummy.  And Mummy, when you spill sprinkles, I'll always be there for you.

October 15, 2010

Whilst driving in the car...

Imogen:  Julius, Mummy asked you to take a nap and you are not taking a nap.  That is a thumbs down choice.

~pause~

Imogen:  Julius, it's very important for you to make thumbs up choices.  That's because then that makes you a big kid and proud of yourself.

Me:  That's a great way of explaining thumbs up choices, Imogen.

Imogen:  I know all about thumbs up choices.  Julius, if you don't start making thumbs up choices I'm going to call you a very bad boy and yell at you.

Me:  Um, do you think that would be a thumbs up choice, Imogen?

Imogen:  Maybe it's a thumbs sideways choice.

October 14, 2010

Me:  What do you want to do after school today, Imogen?

Imogen:  Go to the Jube.

Me:  The Jube?

Imogen:  Yes, that's what I said.  I want to see Mama Mia with Hanan.

October 11, 2010 fundraising update

Thank you to everyone who contributed to Imogen's fundraising campaign for her brother.  There was a minor technical fault yesterday which closed the giving page a day early, but in fixing it, I've reopened it until the 14th for anyone who wanted to but missed out on donated.
At present, Imogen's fundraising efforts have gathered $575 for the Centre for Autism Services Alberta.  She's had donations from friends, family, and from people we've never even met.  It's been pretty amazing.  It's been amazing to see Imogen's determination (today at the playground, she was filling in another child on what she's doing, much to the bafflement of the other child...) and amazing to see what a fantastic bunch of people she and I know.
Thank you, everyone, from the bottom of Imogen's "sweet little big girl heart!"

October 11, 2010

Imogen:  Grandad, come play outside with me!

Grandad:  Okay, I'll be right there.

Imogen:  Hurry up!

Grandad:  I'm coming!

Grandad in arrives in the backyard.

Imogen:  Grandad, you took so long because your tummy is huge!  Actually, your tummy is enormous!

October 8, 2010

Last night, we had a little baby visiting us overnight.  Imogen shared her bedroom with the little one.  When the baby woke at 1230, crying, Imogen woke too.  She, Imogen, was very concerned about the baby.

Imogen:  Mummy, I think when this baby is saying WAHHHH and WAHWAH what she really means is "I miss my mummy so much and you just aren't her."

Me:  I think you're right, Imogen.

Imogen:  Yes, she likes us but she knows that we aren't her mummies and that makes her feel very sad.

Me:  Yes.

Imogen:  Mummy, I'm going to get my worry dolls and show her how they work so she can put them under her pillow and they will take her worries away and then she'll stop being so sad.

Me:  That is so nice of you, Imogen.  You are such a wonderful friend.

Imogen:  Mummy, it breaks my sweet little big girl heart when the baby is sad.

October 7, 2010

Me:  Hey Imogen, what are you up to in Grandad's office?

Imogen:  I'm doing some important work, Mum.

Me:  Oh yeah?

Imogen:  Yes.  I'm clicking on the computer and I need you to leave.  I need my privacy.

October 5, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, I don't know why Winnie-the-Pooh only wears a red shirt.  His bum is hanging out and that must make him feel very cold.

October 3, 2010

Imogen:  Let's pretend that you're the kid and I'm the mummy.

Me:  Okay, sounds like fun!

Imogen:  Oh my sweet little girl, I love you so much!

Me:  Oh my sweet old Mummy, I love you so much too!

Imogen:  Do you need some coffee, daughter?

Me:  Yes, I do.  Can you get me some please?

Imogen:  Of course, my little dear.

~pause~

Imogen (SHOUTING):  Nanny*, make some coffee for Kim!!!


*Nanny is what Imogen calls her grandmother.

October 2, 2010

Imogen:  If I was a unicorn, I would stick my horn into a big tomato and blackberry tree and shake my head all around til my horn shaked down all the tomatoes and blackberries.

Me:  That sounds yummy.

Imogen:  Actually, Mummy, it sounds silly.  But it will sound yummy when you make me a cake with my tomatoes and blackberries.