friend of mine watched Eli so that C and I could go see Ron White perform. He was great, and now I've learned a really dirty word that I'm just waiting to use on someone. It's like the time I was 14 and learned the word "gash." Eli LOVED being "kid sit" (because "I'm not a baby!") and charmed her entire family. He also scammed pizza and his body weight in fresh oranges, California style.
Saturday we ran errands, which included the obligatory Target trip. This is what the kid wore, the whole time. Whenever anyone said "Look! It's Spiderman!" he responded with "I'm not Spiderman! I'm Eli! It's just a costume." There's no secret identity for this kid.