October 11, 2010 fundraising update

Thank you to everyone who contributed to Imogen's fundraising campaign for her brother.  There was a minor technical fault yesterday which closed the giving page a day early, but in fixing it, I've reopened it until the 14th for anyone who wanted to but missed out on donated.
At present, Imogen's fundraising efforts have gathered $575 for the Centre for Autism Services Alberta.  She's had donations from friends, family, and from people we've never even met.  It's been pretty amazing.  It's been amazing to see Imogen's determination (today at the playground, she was filling in another child on what she's doing, much to the bafflement of the other child...) and amazing to see what a fantastic bunch of people she and I know.
Thank you, everyone, from the bottom of Imogen's "sweet little big girl heart!"

October 11, 2010

Imogen:  Grandad, come play outside with me!

Grandad:  Okay, I'll be right there.

Imogen:  Hurry up!

Grandad:  I'm coming!

Grandad in arrives in the backyard.

Imogen:  Grandad, you took so long because your tummy is huge!  Actually, your tummy is enormous!

October 8, 2010

Last night, we had a little baby visiting us overnight.  Imogen shared her bedroom with the little one.  When the baby woke at 1230, crying, Imogen woke too.  She, Imogen, was very concerned about the baby.

Imogen:  Mummy, I think when this baby is saying WAHHHH and WAHWAH what she really means is "I miss my mummy so much and you just aren't her."

Me:  I think you're right, Imogen.

Imogen:  Yes, she likes us but she knows that we aren't her mummies and that makes her feel very sad.

Me:  Yes.

Imogen:  Mummy, I'm going to get my worry dolls and show her how they work so she can put them under her pillow and they will take her worries away and then she'll stop being so sad.

Me:  That is so nice of you, Imogen.  You are such a wonderful friend.

Imogen:  Mummy, it breaks my sweet little big girl heart when the baby is sad.

October 7, 2010

Me:  Hey Imogen, what are you up to in Grandad's office?

Imogen:  I'm doing some important work, Mum.

Me:  Oh yeah?

Imogen:  Yes.  I'm clicking on the computer and I need you to leave.  I need my privacy.

October 5, 2010

Imogen:  Mummy, I don't know why Winnie-the-Pooh only wears a red shirt.  His bum is hanging out and that must make him feel very cold.

October 3, 2010

Imogen:  Let's pretend that you're the kid and I'm the mummy.

Me:  Okay, sounds like fun!

Imogen:  Oh my sweet little girl, I love you so much!

Me:  Oh my sweet old Mummy, I love you so much too!

Imogen:  Do you need some coffee, daughter?

Me:  Yes, I do.  Can you get me some please?

Imogen:  Of course, my little dear.

~pause~

Imogen (SHOUTING):  Nanny*, make some coffee for Kim!!!


*Nanny is what Imogen calls her grandmother.

October 2, 2010

Imogen:  If I was a unicorn, I would stick my horn into a big tomato and blackberry tree and shake my head all around til my horn shaked down all the tomatoes and blackberries.

Me:  That sounds yummy.

Imogen:  Actually, Mummy, it sounds silly.  But it will sound yummy when you make me a cake with my tomatoes and blackberries.