Sasha at 2 Years 5 Months Old
Sunday, November 8th, 2009
The big news this month is that we are announcing I am pregnant! The little bean is due in May. Sasha is super excited and changes her mind frequently as to whether or not she wants a baby brother or sister. I think she is a little confused about gender, though. She often thinks Grandma is a boy and has mistaken me and herself for ones, too. However she does know that babies grow in momma's tummy. She has run up to pregnant women and exclaimed sotto voce, "there's a baby in there!!" This is usually accompanied by rubs and squeezes upon the stranger's belly. Fortunately everyone has been a) PREGNANT (I know the day is coming up where she mistakes bloated for pregnant....I plan to handle the embarassment by laughing nervously, apologizing profusely, and running away quickly) and b) very good natured. Jimmy thinks Sasha will be a great help with Baby#2 and has started training her to change diapers (using White Baby). The "training" session usually ends with Jimmy screaming, "No, Sasha! No, no! You do not wipe the baby's face after you wipe the baby's tushy! No don't wipe Daddy's mouth, either! Just the tushy, just the tushy..."
I was so worried about Halloween. Sasha hasn't really been into costumes the past two years. Think a lot of yowling and tears. She lasted two seconds in her duck costume (apparently it felt like being wedged in a flask of boiling acid). The witch's outfit didn't even last as long (they can strip quicker when they are older). I didn't have much hope for this year so I decided to go the used costume route. Knowing Sasha's predilictions, I knew I had to find something without anything touching her head and something not stuffy. Do you know how hard that is? Finally I settled on a Princess Fairy and I scored. She loved it. Wore this around for HOURS! I don't know if it was the shiny, sparkly, flounciness of the dress or all the compliments but Sasha was in heaven. She loves being pretty. She insisted I put tons of bows in her hair and adorned herself with a necklace. We went to a party and festival where she stuffed herself with cookies. We haven't heard the end of how fun "Hawoweeen" is so I think we've turned that cornerstone. Maybe next year we can do something truly over the top....
Sasha has a crush. It's like she is sixteen. I have never seen a two year old flirt so audaciously. Her poor swim instructor- he seems like such a sweet gangly shy 20 year old and he bears the brunt of her affections very well. She nuzzles him in the pool and has demanded that he take off his shirt so she can see his boobies. Oh yes, my daughter told him that. Oddly enough, he has not worn a shirt while swimming since. Sasha love, love, loves him. When she sees him, she runs screaming towards him. She talks about him incessantly. Sasha once saw him get some lunch and was flabbergasted....her darling EATS FOOD!!!! I have no idea how to handle it except to shut my eyes, groan, and pretend like it is not happening. This guy better not break her heart!!!!
Sasha continues to develop her sense of humor. She pretends to toot on food (has learned to make tooting noises form her mouth- SIGH!) and likes to do things to make us laugh. Big girl panties do NOT go on the head, Sasha. Daddy encourages her semi-naughty behavior, too.... The cutest thing is that she has started getting the "jokes" on her DVD's like The Wiggles and Elmo (she is obsessed with these two) and laughs uproariously every time. And, then explains the joke to me. And, then laughs again. It is a long 15 minutes of TV.
We have had a few difficult times this month (sharing has become a foreign concept again...especially with smaller children) but overall, our little girl is a delight. I love my chatty babygirl even if I can hardly get a word in edgewise. Oh, but I better be listening!!!!! Sasha will battle ferociously for my attention. Her arsenal for getting me off the phone is quite amazing. And, the persistance! She better watch out, though, because I will put the smother in mother! I can't kiss her little face and neck enough. Yum, yum, yum.
