Consider the following compelling evidence:
First, a conversation from Saturday morning
Sasha, triumphantly announces a potty victory, "Boys! I go potty and put on underwear!"Next, Sasha, in a quiet and loving moment, comes over to me and pats my arm, chanting, "You good boy, Mommy, good boy."
Realizing that Ben didn't hear her declaration, she asks, "Oh, where my Ben? Ben still sleeping?"
I reply, "Yes, let him sleep"
Sasha: "No, no, I need to go pet him" as she stomps up to Ben's room and tenderly strokes his head.
And she always asks if Chornaya is coming to church with us and is surprised that the answer is no.
You be the judge