Mateo's Number Song

Mateo's Number Song

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Patches the Story Dog

Patches the Story Dog

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Mateo stands in a sunny backyard workshop, smiling wide with his arms open, surrounded by colorful wooden blocks scattered on soft green grass. A cheerful little table covered in paint pots of red, blue, and green sits beside him. In the background, a warm yellow sun shines in a bright blue sky above a wooden fence.

Here is Mateo! He loves to build. What will he make today?

Mateo kneels on the soft green grass, carefully placing one red block on the ground in front of him, his face full of concentration and joy. In the background, the cheerful little table with paint pots and the sunny backyard workshop.

ONE red block. Mateo puts it down. One block on the grass. Let's count — one!

Mateo holds a small toy hammer and taps two blue nails into the red block, grinning happily as he works. In the background, soft green grass and the warm yellow sun overhead.

TWO blue nails. Tap, tap! Mateo hammers them in. One, two!

Mateo presses three yellow stars onto the side of his growing tower of blocks, his eyes sparkling with delight as each star sticks in place. In the background, the cheerful little table with red, blue, and green paint pots.

THREE yellow stars. Shiny, shiny, shiny! Mateo sticks them on. One, two, three!

Mateo dips a paintbrush into a green paint pot on the cheerful little table and paints four green circles onto a wooden block, his fingers dotted with green paint. In the background, the sunny backyard with soft green grass and the wooden fence.

FOUR green circles. Round and round and round and round! Mateo paints them on. One, two, three, four!

Mateo sits cross-legged on the grass, pressing five purple buttons onto his tower, which is now a few blocks tall and decorated with stars, circles, and buttons. In the background, the warm yellow sun and bright blue sky.

FIVE purple buttons. Click, click, click, click, click! Mateo presses them on. One, two, three, four, five!

Mateo giggles as he tucks six orange feathers into his growing tower, one feather tickling his nose as he works. In the background, the cheerful little table and scattered wooden blocks on the grass.

SIX orange feathers. Soft and tickly! Mateo tucks them in. One, two, three, four, five, six!

Mateo stands on tiptoes reaching up to tie pink ribbons near the top of his tall, colorful tower decorated with white dots, yellow stars, orange feathers, purple buttons, and green circles. In the background, the warm yellow sun peeking through the bright blue sky.

SEVEN white dots. Dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot! EIGHT pink ribbons. Mateo ties them with a bow. The tower grows UP, UP, UP!

Mateo stretches way up high to place the tenth tiny flag on the very tip-top of his magnificent tall tower, which is covered in silver bells, pink ribbons, white dots, orange feathers, purple buttons, green circles, yellow stars, and blue nails. In the background, the sunny backyard workshop with the wooden fence and bright sky.

NINE silver bells. Jingle, jingle, jingle! TEN tiny flags. Mateo puts the last one on top. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, TEN!

Mateo watches with wide eyes and a big open-mouthed grin as his tall tower tumbles and crashes down around him, colorful blocks, yellow stars, silver bells, orange feathers, pink ribbons, and tiny flags flying in every direction on the soft green grass. In the background, the warm yellow sun and cheerful little table with paint pots.

Oh no! The tower wobbles. Wobble, wobble, wobble... CRASH! Down it all comes! Blocks and stars and bells everywhere!

Mateo sits in the middle of the scattered, colorful mess of blocks, stars, bells, feathers, and ribbons on the soft green grass, laughing joyfully with his hands clapping together above his head. In the background, the bright blue sky and warm yellow sun shining down.

Does Mateo cry? No, no, no! Mateo giggles. He claps his hands. Clap, clap, clap! That was SO silly!

Mateo kneels on the soft green grass with a huge, happy smile, placing one red block on the ground to start all over again, all the other colorful pieces gathered in a neat pile beside him. In the background, the cheerful little table with red, blue, and green paint pots and the warm yellow sun overhead.

And what does Mateo do? He picks up ONE red block. He puts it down. One! Here we go again!

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