Tuesday, December 13, 2011


I know it's been a long time since I last posted. I feel like I'm emerging from a kind of dark place, where I didn't want to blog and cried a lot. Could this be my third pregnancy in 3 years in the winter, or the long-awaited Sargent genes making their appearance? I don't know, but I think it's some of both. Regardless, the light is coming back and I don't cry ever hour on the hour anymore, so onward and upward!

Sabrina is in the throes of potty training. I'm not sure exactly what "throes" means, but if it means tiny trickles in the potty, followed by a treat, followed by a big dump in her panties, well, that's the throes. Really, I feel I'm not doing a good job at this potty training stuff. She also hits her brother a lot. On the other hand, she shared with no prompting her candy cane with him that Santa gave her last night. I guess she can be on the "nice" list.

Sasha, in the past week or so, has had an explosion of talking. Not only can he say "mama" at 6:48 AM when I wish he'd practice "dada," but he can also say deer, dog, woof, kitty, keys, Sasha, grandma, grandpa, Dora, Spongebob (just kidding mom. Ha ha!), cow, meow, juice, bottle, and binkie, and many more! He recently came out with "Santa." Also, he now recognizes and can say "Jesus." Aw.

Yesterday I took the kids to see Santa. Sasha had fun until he actually had to sit on Santa's lap, at which time he started screaming. Sabrina, on the other hand, spotted Santa getting hot chocolate before his house opened, and just went and stood right next to him, staring up at him. Good thing he's so jolly! She went right up to him when it was her turn, sat on his lap, and said "I want a beautiful doll." She has also been known to say "I love Santa." I'm trying to impress upon her that Christmas is Jesus's birthday, but it's not sticking. Half the time I ask whose birthday is on Christmas, the answer is "Santa Claus." Well, she'll get it soon. Maybe when Benn is acting it out on Christmas Eve with the nativity scene.

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