
Also there were some kites.

Eli remained relatively unimpressed.

This picture summarizes what makes weekends with a five month old so terrible such a fun and wonderful challenge. As you can see from the EXIF data it was taken at around 8:47 am, and as you can tell from the look on my face I have been up for hours and am very tired. Whereas my dear son Elijah, who has also been up for hours, is still in the midst of some kind of drooly frenzy.