Sarah is potty trained - earlier than I wanted because she started changing her own poopy diaper - not good. She is doing well now as a big girl. She likes to sing, "The farmer in the jello" among other songs she learned in nursery. She insists on listening to "Follow the Prophet" repeatedly in the car, ad my nauseum! She got mad at Samuel the other day for looking at her. She and Bradlee were grounded from chocolate milk for a week after they snuck behind the couch with the Nesquik and ate it by handfuls and bowlfuls. Oh yes, and she quit napping. Quite a change. She is very opinionated on her clothing and loves shoes (oh no!). She might look like a princess but don't be fooled! She's got a fiesty streak in her! The other night at family night, Jacob was doing the lesson on choosing the right. He gave everyone scenarios and then asked them how to choose the right. He asked Sarah, "How would you choose the right if you were at a fountain and you had a coin to throw in but there was a little boy there in a wheelchair who didn't have a coin?" Sarah said, "Hit him." Great, hit the crippled kid! No more open-ended questions at Family Night!
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