A recent monologue:
"Okay, evewybody, wet's go downstairs." (flinging numbers down the stairs)
"Your turn, seven." (seven goes flying)
"Where's eight? Wet's find eight." (eight discovered on bathroom floor, catapulted down stairs)
Later, after everyone is congregated downstairs in the living room:
"You can make fifteen." (he puts the one and three together proudly)
"Wet's make seventeen." (this one he gets right)
"Oh, wow! It's a seventeen!" (can you tell seven is his favorite number?)
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10!" (in delight)
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10!" (in Spanish)
"You can make eighteen!" (and so on and so forth, through many combinations and permutations)
"Numbers want to go in the batf?"
"Okay, evewybody, wet's go in the batf!"
And up the stairs they go.