August 11, 2010 round two

Me:  Imogen, please can you eat up your tomato sauce?

Imogen:  Sorry ma'am, but that isn't going to happen.

August 11, 2010

Imogen was in the hotel pool and was presented with an inflatable palm tree by our friend T.  T helped her configure the palm tree such that Imogen could float and propel herself.

Imogen:  Mummy, Mummy!  Look at me!  I'm swimming all by myself!

Me:  You are!  That's awesome, Immy!

Imogen:  It's a dream come true!

August 9, 2010

Do you think I can have a pet crocodile for my birthday, Mum?

August 6, 2010

In response to my singing and dancing:


Mummy, if you keep singing that song then I will have to tell you to find a new song.  Or just stop.  You're a very bad singer, Mummy.

August 5, 2010

Following her research session at the Autism Research Centre:

Imogen:  Mummy, did you see how good of a guinea pig I was for them?

Me:  Yes, you did so well, kiddo!  I was so proud of you!

Imogen:  Yes, I did Mummy.  And that's because I am the best rodent ever.

August 3, 2010

Imogen:  Mum?

Me:  Yes.

Imogen:  I love you so much that I feel like a little chicken.

August 2, 2010

Imogen kept clearing her throat, over and over today.

Me:  Imogen, do you have a little frog in your throat?

Imogen:  No, but I have a lizard in my mouth.