1, 2, 3

Amy has informed me that my last post was boring. Point conceded. I really shouldn't just write out the trivialities of what I've been trying to do with computers. So let me try to jazz it up and maybe evince a grin, or at least a groan, from the wife this time:

I have been working with Eli on counting up to 3. I would hope that the least we can expect from anyone is that they can count how many months old they are. However, in another week he will be 4 months old, and I fear he still won't be able to count just 3 juggling balls.

On the bright side, he is turning out to be quite the empirical scientist, having established just today that not even one juggling ball will fit into a standard baby mouth.