Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today I visited my almost two year old grandson.  He's a talker!  When we were strolling he said hi, if he wasn't pointing out hydrangeas or trucks.  He's breathless with all he has to say.  Out in the back yard he pointed out the hose, blueberries, tomatoes, his wagon and on and on.  I love it!  The only time I really get to speak if If I'm reading to him.  One book from the library that is his new favorite is about a digger truck and I read it many times in a row.  Language is his joy and passion, and everything he says comes from a place of awe in the world around him.  A pretty good lesson for the rest of us.