April 3, 2014 part deux

This afternoon I took Imogen and Liam, with Julius in tow, on a shopping spree. We had given them passes to a trampoline park (Launchpad Trampoline) which is not honouring the passes (another story for another time and place. ) To make it up to them, I took them shopping for replacement gifts of their choice.

As we walked into the second store, Imogen having already secured a video game she really wanted,
licked me.

Me: Did you just lick me?

Imogen: Yes! Because I am so excited about this shopping spree and so happy!

Me: That's kind of a strange way to show you're happy, honey.

Imogen: It's okay, I'll rub it off.

Um?

April 3, 2014

Imogen and I were reading the third Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place and reached the scene where Lord Ashton describes his grandfather's death by cause of murderous pheasants.

Imogen: What does murderous mean?

Me: It means killing, murdering, someone or something on purpose.

Imogen: Oh. I thought murdering was winking your eye at someone.

(Apparently MamaJen never played the childhood game of Murder from which Imogen was drawing this understanding, so she found it all the funnier.)

March 16, 2014

MamaJen and I were out for dinner. We got this text from Liam, who was helping Molly babysit:

Immy: how do you graduate high school?

Molly: you have to have enough credits

Immy: what are credits?

Molly: credits are....

Immy: this is a cactus. Look it's not even hurting me though.

February 21, 2014

Imogen: Can I watch a movie?

Me: Sure. Go ahead.

Imogen: Yay! I am going to watch Bill Nye the Science Guy. I can't WAIT to learn about structures!!!

February 19, 2014

Imogen: Mom, have you read [Ralph S. Mouse] before?

Me: Yes. It was published when I was your age. I got it for my birthday that year.

Imogen: Oh! Did you publish it?!

February 11, 2014

Me, singing to cat:
   Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur
   Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr, purr, purr.

Imogen: Hey! That's the song from The Big Bang Theory!

Me: You're right. Do you remember who likes it?

Imogen: The man who has autism and bad manners.

February 6, 2014

Imogen: I'm just getting all my stuffies so I can read to them in my head.