He loves to count the apples. Strangely, instead of counting, say, the apples on the tiger's head, he wants to count all the apples on the page. So when the page is saying, "eight apples," he is counting 24. My favorite Oob counting, however, is the way he gives me hugs and kisses before bed. He counts them:1, 2, 3, 4,....25, 26 ,27, 100!