March 30, 2011

Imogen:  Oh Mummy, if we keep watching Farzzle, oh it's just so funny.  Mummy, it's gonna kill me!

March 21, 2011 round two

Me:  How are your beets, Imogen?

Imogen:  These are not beets, Mummy.

Me:  Oh?  What are they then?

Imogen:  I like to call them hot male sugary marshmallows.

Here, I smiled, I thought discretely, trying to stifle my laughter.

Imogen:  Mummy, are you giving me your happy face because you like them too?  You just can't resist hot male sugary marshmallow beets, Mummy!

March 21, 2011

When Imogen called Nanny yesterday and got Nanny's voicemail, this is the message she left:

Imogen:  Hi Nanny, this is Imogen.  I don't know why you didn't answer your phone.  I am leaving you a message.  If you would like to talk to me, press one.  If you would like to talk to my mom, press two.  If you want to call us all by yourself, press three.  If you want to talk to everyone, press four.  That's all.  I love you.  Bye.

March 18, 2011

Me:  Imogen, did you enjoy the play?

Imogen:  Oh yes, Mummy.  And I liked seeing Grayson.

Me:  Yeah, that was great, hey?

Imogen:  Yes. I liked the play and it was very good except one thing.

Me:  What's that?

Imogen:  They forgetted that I was the star.

March 16, 2011

Imogen:  Jen, these are the things you need to be a superstar.  This is a sopping* list.  You need to get one plum, two bags of bacon, and then, um, um, um, three bananas.

*sopping= shopping

March 14, 2011 round two

Me:  Imogen, can you be my helper?  Can you run downstairs and grab the cup I left on the table?

Imogen:  Of course I can, my little sweetie!

She used the "my little sweetie" phrase first on Jen, I should point out.  I didn't record it at the time and can't recall the context.  

March 14, 2011

Me:  Imogen, what would you like to have for supper tonight?

Imogen:  Carrot sticks and bacon please.

Me:  I'm sorry, we don't have any carrots right now.  Maybe tomatoes?

Imogen:  That's okay, Mummy.  I don't want carrots.  Only carrot STICKS.