First, he had 9 teething biscuits for breakfast. (Dave thinks he has a top tooth coming in; Erika isn't so sure.)

Second, he read 9 silly books. (Is Your Mama a Llama has a bat named Dave who lives in a cave.)

Third, he played with 9 colorful balls. (When heavily assisted, he can "put the green ball in the basket." Clearly, he's a genius.)

Forth, he got dressed in 9 shirts (and no pants).

Fifth, he set up playdates with 9 friends. (Apparently he's more popular than we are.)

Sixth, he ran 9 errands with Mama. (Eyes on the road, buddy.)

Seventh, he ran 9 miles with Daddy. (He probably kept his toes curled the whole way.)

Eighth, he helped set out 9 diapers for tomorrow. (He probably used that many today... seriously.)

Ninth, he went to bed at 9:00. (That's not true. He's actually in the middle of melting down in this picture, and it's 7:45.)

Overall, it was a successful day of celebrating 9s. Certainly better than chopping off one of his fingers.
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