So I get the question at least once a day - 'how is Sarah dealing with the new baby???' Well, in a word, good.

 

She has always been a kid that can amuse herself and seems to find infinite pleasure in playing outside. Scooping up the gravel in our yard and dropping it under the deck is a recent addition to her playtime antics.

 

She does not really pay the baby much attention; rather, she seems quite content to go about her daily routine and only reacts to Brennan when he starts crying.

 

Her favorite activity is helping to change his diaper, although "helping" might be a bit of an overstatement. As soon as she realizes it is time for a change, she bolts into her room, picks up her stool that she uses to climb in and out of bed, and carries it into Brennan's room so she can stand beside Jess. She pulls out all the necessary diaper change products and gets them ready for use. Quite cute actually.

 

She is 25 months and has entered the "terrible 2's", albeit in a dramatically understated way. Everything is a big drama, which leads me to the conclusion that she is destined for a future in the arts. Every time she hears the word "no" or "put that down" or anything else she deems to be unpleasant, she throws herself down and starts crying, ocassionaly peeking to see if it is having any effect.

 

She shares extremely well, often giving us food out of her mouth!! She has been dancing for some time now and seems to prefer the jingles played during commercials. The issue with her dancing is that she seems to get her rythm from me, which is to say that she looks like she is having an epileptic seizure.

 

She isn't potty trained yet but then again I am not sure why she would ever agree to that! She can go for a crap any old time and never have to worry about it ... something I believe we should all aspire to! Lets face it, incontinence isn't really all that bad. How often did we wish for a pair of depends when we were lying in bed after a good drunk, dreading the long, dizzy trek to the bathroom only to emerge with wet feet because we couldn't aim in our inebriated state? Maybe that was just me.

 

Anyway, Sarah is an angel. Still too friendly and in desparate need of some street-proofing but all things in due course.