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.

September 24, 2012 part deux

Imogen: Mom, can I take some water, please? Sometimes writers get very thirsty with all their hard work.

September 24, 2012

Imogen, to MamaJen at dinner: Can I have some more kale?

(For real.)

September 11, 2012

Imogen came barreling up the stairs, did a flying leap onto the couch, and buried her face in MamaJen's cleavage.

MamaJen and Me, simultaneously: Imogen, what are you doing, that's not okay!!!

Imogen: Whaaaaat??? I just want to give you a hug!

To be clear, folks, that's not how hugging happens in our house.

September 10, 2012

Imogen:  One night, I was just so thirsty that I had to put my foot on my blanket.  Because, well, my throat was so dry.  My foot needed to be on that blanket.

August 15, 2012

Imogen: Mommy, next year instead of dancing, can you sign me up for the Olympics?

Me: um, which event do you want to learn?

Imogen: Not learn! Do! I already practiced running and I will also do diving and gymnastics and the one where I do ten events all at once and ride bikes and throw things.

Me: I'll see what I can do.

Imogen: I'm gonna win a lot of gold medals.

July 25, 2012

Imogen:  Mom, we're kind of the same because we're both wearing dresses!

(Pause)

Imogen:  Except mine is pretty.