Addy is thankful for "tens" today. She had used her jazz hands made-up sign for puffs during breakfast earlier this week, so I got out the puffs and started counting them out on her highchair tray: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. You have 10 puffs on your tray, Addy." She replied by nodding her head yes and said, "ten." Since then, she sometimes says "ten" while she uses her puff sign. It's actually very helpful because the meaning of the sign seems to have morphed from puffs specifically to any-old finger food.