One Two Three

Hip hip hooray!  In true "rock star mom" fashion, I have been working (and working) with "the little man of the house" on learning his numbers.

One.  Two.  Three.

And guess what?  That brown-eyed, dreamboat son of mine is exercising his "gray matter" muscle and is learning to count! 

Sort of.

(If you listen closely, you can hear the Cam Man say, "Nine."  NINE!)

(Did you hear it?  Did you?  Did you?!)

(Oh...and sorry about the quality...that black "frame" stuff is totally weird.  ???)