The other day, I needed FF to stop bothering me in the car, so I asked him to please count to 17 for me. FF was definitely interested, "But," he said, "I will need help: I can't say all of the numbers." With a smile, I told FF that I would say 13 for him and make myself available for additional help as needed. He then counted to 17 masterfully, pausing after 12 so I could say 13. (I really need to just teach him to say 13. He has no compunction about counting "firty-eight, firty-nine, forty, forty-one.")
Wanting to keep FF distracted, I asked if he'd like to count in Hebrew. "Sure!" he answered cheerfully. He got as far as shtayim before stipulating, "Actually, I count b'ivrrrrrrit," and got to 10 with no problem. Turns out no one has yet taught him to count beyond 10 in Hebrew, but he enjoyed repeating 11 - 17 after me.
When we finished, FF requested, "the other Hebrew, from ABC mouse," which we figured out meant Spanish.
Counting is fun.
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