On the first night of the new year (twenty ten, by the way, not two thousand ten. I insist) Sabrina woke up at 1:39. Now, this in itself is not so bad. It's not great, but I can deal with it. What WAS bad was that, upon waking up, she did not want to sleep again. No, she wanted to be up, and play with toys, and watch TV, and talk to herself. January 1 was a day of much tiredness.
The next night was better. She did not wake up until 4,then until 5, when she was up. Fortunately, she slept until 7 this morning, so I'm hoping this was a very, very short-lived stage. May they all be so short, except the good stages.