November 12, 2010

Me:  Imogen, it's time for your bath!

Imogen:  I don't want a bath.

Me:  But baths are very important; they make you clean and keep you from becoming stinky.

Imogen:  Yes, and if I don't have a bath, the other kids might say, "Eww, that's Imogen and she smells like a dirty coffee candy."

November 9, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, do you think that everyone has some little bit of autism?

Me:  You are wise, Imogen, I think you're probably right.

Imogen:  I don't think so.  I think everyone just has some little bit of diarrhea.

November 7, 2010 round two

Imogen:  Mummy, you are going to be the daughter and I am going to be the Mummy.

Me:  Okay Mummy.

Imogen:  Yes, and now Julius will be the Grandad and Nanny will be the little sister.

Me:  Okay, I will try to keep track of that all, kiddo.

Imogen:  Not 'kiddo', you have to call me 'Mummy.'

Me:  Right.  Mummy.

Imogen:  And you need to give me the car keys, daughter, because I'm driving now.

November 7, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, did you know that it's your birthday on Thursday?

Me:  I did know that.

Imogen:  Did you know that you are going to be one hundred years old?

November 4, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, that shooting star looks just like a helicopter!

Me:  Maybe it's a helicopter, then?

Imogen:  That's enough ridiculousness, Mummy.

November 1, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, did you know that I am just like a sloth?

Me:  No, I didn't know that.

Imogen:  Yes, I am.  That's because I snore like a sloth and I'm beautiful like a sloth.