Imogen's new favorite word (or question) is "dat." I think I must say "what's that?" with excitement and often. Immy points, opens her eyes wide and says "dat?" about fifty times a day! It's fun having a child filled with wonder about her world.
Last night we saw a big yellow jet flying over Harbor Island. Imogen was delighted and kicked her chubby little legs. It reminded me of how magical it seemed when I was a kid and my sister and I would see the blimp above the city. I remember craning my neck in the backseat to watch it until it disappeared.