Imogen and MamaJen went trick-or-treating tonight, together, after a short session with Julius (who, by the way LOVED it and even tried to say the words ka-ah-ke (trick or treat.))
Imogen noticed MamaJen complimenting people on their Hallowe'en decorations, so she quickly joined in, finding something nice to say about everyone's pumpkins or ghosts or lights.
They approached a house that was entirely undecorated. Imogen did not lose her kindly, supportive spirit.
Imogen, to the person who opened the door: I really like your doorknob.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
October 25, 2012
Imogen: Mum, we read Calling Dr. Amelia Bedelia today and it was so funny!
Me: Oh yeah? What was funny?
Imogen: Well, a man called Amelia Bedelia and said his nose was hurting on the bridge so she said, "then get off the bridge!"
Me: Yup, that's pretty funny.
Imogen: Yeah, because Amelia Bedelia just never understands anything and she thought the man was standing on a bridge like a bridge on a road but really he meant he was standing on a bridge like the dentist put in my mouth.
Me: Um, actually...
Me: Oh yeah? What was funny?
Imogen: Well, a man called Amelia Bedelia and said his nose was hurting on the bridge so she said, "then get off the bridge!"
Me: Yup, that's pretty funny.
Imogen: Yeah, because Amelia Bedelia just never understands anything and she thought the man was standing on a bridge like a bridge on a road but really he meant he was standing on a bridge like the dentist put in my mouth.
Me: Um, actually...
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
October 17, 2012
Imogen: Mommy, I filled a whole bag with leaves. I need another one.
Me: That's awesome! Thanks for being such a great helper!
Imogen: Actually, it's my dessert, Mommy. And it's the best dessert ever. Dessert doesn't have to be about what you eat. It can be about doing the job you really always wanted to do.
Imogen prances away, outside, with her additional bag.
Grayson: Sometimes I wish I had autism.
Me: That's awesome! Thanks for being such a great helper!
Imogen: Actually, it's my dessert, Mommy. And it's the best dessert ever. Dessert doesn't have to be about what you eat. It can be about doing the job you really always wanted to do.
Imogen prances away, outside, with her additional bag.
Grayson: Sometimes I wish I had autism.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
October 13, 2012
Lovely Molly, girlfriend of Grayson, arrived at our house with a dress she had sewn for Imogen.
MamaJen: Imogen, look! It's gray and yellow, your favourite, favourite, favourite colours!
Imogen, angry: NO!!! They're just my favourite, favourite colours!
MamaJen: Imogen, look! It's gray and yellow, your favourite, favourite, favourite colours!
Imogen, angry: NO!!! They're just my favourite, favourite colours!
Saturday, October 6, 2012
October 6, 2012
This evening, our friend L came over to visit. She and her partner, L, have just returned from a trip to Paris. They brought Imogen a pink beret and an Eiffel Tower spinning top as birthday gifts. Imogen was delighted with both items.
At bedtime, when I was tucking her in, we had this conversation:
Imogen: Well Mommy, now I have no choice.
Me: No choice about what?
Imogen: I have to be an artist.
Me: Why's that?
Imogen: I have the hat. It makes me a real artist. I have no choice.
At bedtime, when I was tucking her in, we had this conversation:
Imogen: Well Mommy, now I have no choice.
Me: No choice about what?
Imogen: I have to be an artist.
Me: Why's that?
Imogen: I have the hat. It makes me a real artist. I have no choice.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
October 4, 2012
Imogen: When I grow up, I'm gonna have a baby with Julius. He will be a young dad because he's younger than me. Then we'll get divorced and I'll marry Sadie.
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