Last weekend we were in Idaho Falls with my parents. Eden must have enjoyed it. A few days ago Elisa put her in the car and she asked, “Omi?” My mom (Omi) was showing her counting. She kept trying to get Eden to repeat, “one, two, three.” We saw the fruits of her labor this morning. Eden walked over to the pantry and asked, “Treat, please!” To anyone else it would sound like, “Tcheet peeeas.” I said, “Okay, just one.” She countered, “Two!”