Our baby Sal hasn't mastered the word "imagine" yet. She has a very good grasp of the concept however. As most four year olds do, she has a particularly colourful imagination. Combining "imagine" and "magic" has allowed her to come up with the term "imagic", which is now used by all family members, and like so many of their mannerisms, we'll probably continue to use these special little terms (which make no sense to anybody else) long after they've outgrown them.
Imagic if we were the only people in the world.
Imagic if horses could talk.
Imagic if the sky was green and grass was blue.
Imagic if I could fly.
Imagic if we had brumbies living in our hills.
Imagic if the big kids didn't have to go to school.
Imagic if lollies were good for you.
Imagic if Daddy did all the ironing. (I imagiced that one).
Imagic if we could pick this echidna up we found in the lucerne paddock.