Sunday, November 25, 2012

November 25, 2012, part deux

Imogen: Awesome!  So cool!  This is the BEST!!!

Me : What are you doing, Imogen?

Imogen: Looking at the Weather Network.

November 25, 2012

Me, on couch, cuddling with Julius: Imogen,  do you want to cuddle too?

Imogen: Yes!

And then she leapt onto Liam and nuzzled in....

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

November 20, 2012

Imogen: Mom, can you put my Winter Sunrise With A Ribbon on The Weather Network.

Friday, November 16, 2012

November 16, 2012

I picked Imogen and Julius up from daycare this evening. Up here in the frigid north, it's dark before 5pm, so it was fully night when we got to the car at 530.
I looked into the rearview mirror a few minutes into our drive and noticed that Julius was no longer wearing his hat.

Me: Jude-dude, where's your hat?

Julius: [silence-he's non-verbal]

Me: Imogen, can you see Jude's hat anywhere?

Imogen: Mom, my eyes are not flashlights!

Point taken.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

November 15, 2012

Imogen: Did you know that some buildings have icicles that form on them?

Me: Yes, that's interesting, isn't it? (I am anticipating that Imogen will talk about deficits of insulation at this point, because she is fascinated with causal links.)

Imogen: Yes, and if an icicle falls down when you are walking past it could land on your head and pierce your brain and that would cause a lot of bleeding and a very big mess.

Me: Yes, I suppose it could.

Imogen: So I think everyone who has an icicle on their building should put a pylon directly under the icicle so people will know not to walk there and then no one will get hurt.

Your safety lesson for the day, folks!

Sunday, November 11, 2012

November 11, 2012

Today Imogen and her friend Olivia emerged from the basement. Olivia, I noticed, had colored her finger red. Her mother took her to clean it up. Imogen skulked around with an air of guilt about her.

Me: Imogen, did you colour on something you shouldn't have?

Imogen: Well, no. But I asked Olivia if she would like to colour on my butt and she said 'yes' so she did and then I tried to lick it off but it didn't work.

Seriously, you CANNOT make this stuff up!!!

Thursday, November 8, 2012

November 8, 2012

Me, holding the kitten and being silly: My name is Kisses and I'm a rotten little cat. I wake people up; I jump on their heads. And I expect cuddles in return for my bad behaviour.

Imogen: Actually Kisses, you don't need to worry. A little girl and a little boy asked their moms to have you in this family and we love you. We love you because you have short hair and that was necessary. Also, we paid a lot of money to fix your penis, so we're keeping you.