Counting, 1, 2, 3
Overheard from downstairs, while I was making lunch for myself in the kitchen (yes, it's 3:27pm, I know):
Beaner: "1 plus 1 is 2.... plus one more is 3... plus one more is 4..."
I have no idea what he and Aura are doing down there, but it sounds like all the sausage-counting* we've been doing at breakfast is paying off.
*The Beaner likes the veggie sausages I used to buy solely for myself (now he eats more than I do), and he always says, "I want TEN sausages!" I cook two and cut them each into 5 pieces, which, now that I think about it, is how I introduced the concept of multiplication. Sausages = math in our house.