March 30, 2012

It's 7am. I'm drinking coffee. Imogen is eating her breakfast and reading a picture book about meerkats.

Imogen: Do you know what Mummy? On St. Patrick's Day we want to have happy eyebrows that go up, not grumpy eyebrows that go down.

March 24, 2012

MamaJen and I were being silly in the kitchen while cooking, laughing over funny things that had transpired earlier in the day.  
Imogen joined us in the kitchen with a bit of a scowl on her face.

Imogen:  What's for dinner?

MamaJen: We got a pepperoni pizza for you.

Me:  But we'll put other things on it too.

Imogen:  What?!  Why???  (Imogen likes pepperoni alone, nothing else ever, period.)

Me:  Yes, we'll put on some spinach...

Imogen:  Hey!

Me, still silly:  And some dog poop... and we'll even fart on it!

(Imogen is really into potty humour right now... it's not my usual style, I was going for a laugh...)

Imogen:  Hey!  You're kidding!  You wouldn't really put spinach on my pizza!

March 18, 2012

Imogen is singing.

Grandad:  That's a beautiful song, Imogen.

Imogen:  Of course it is.  We had to sing it to the seniors at their centre.  We couldn't just stand there and stare at them because that would scare them.

March 17, 2012

Whilst eating cake and discussing our days, Imogen, apropos of nothing, announced the following:

Potato juice is what drips out of potatoes and it isn't good for us.  It's really yucky.  Only carrot juice is good for us.

There you have it.  Nutrition lesson 101, straight from the source.

March 1, 2012

Imogen and MamaJen were sitting together while Imogen did her "home reading" (nightly reading practice from basal-style readers.)  Imogen was reading aloud her story which that evening featured unicorns.


And then, apropos of nothing:

Imogen:  Well MamaJen, swans can't talk like unicorns can.

She's always integrating information, this girl :)