Friday, September 27, 2013

September 27, 2013

Imogen held up her foot and looked concertedly at the bottom.

MamaJen: What's wrong Immy, did you step in something?

Imogen: No, I just like to look at my feet.

MamaJen: Of course you do.

Imogen: Yes, because they're so pretty.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

September 26, 2013

Imogen: Mom, I think you're going to vote Don Iveson for Mayor.

Me: Oh yeah, why do you think that?

Imogen: Because you have a "vote Don Iveson for Mayor" sign in front of our house.

Me: I do. Good noticing.

Imogen: What does vote mean?

Me: (long explanation of the municipal electoral process you don't want to hear.)

Imogen: Oh.


Imogen: What's a Don Iveson?

Thursday, September 19, 2013

September 19, 2013

Today we visited the art gallery. There was an exhibit of 19th century photographs.  Imogen was particularly intrigued by a Daguerrotype of a leaf.

Imogen: Mom! Look! This one is really old, like 1992 or something!

Sunday, September 8, 2013

September 8, 2013

Imogen: Mommy, it's a good thing I didn't get  a baby in The Game of Life because then I might be a grandparent and my skin would go all funny and weird like Nanny's and my dad's and the people at the senior's centre.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

September 1, 2013

Imogen: look! I'm reading a book!

Me: That's great,  are you reading all the words?

Imogen: Why do you always want me to read ALL the words???