Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

It was raining today, for which we are grateful, but it meant I could not take my grandson out for a stroll or to the park as usual.  He was happy enough inside, trying out his walking, and going from toy to book to toy.  He is saying words:  birdie, dump (for dump truck), and granp.  He converses in very realistic sounding baby talk as well.  Sound effects he has mastered.  He likes reading the same book over and over and over again.  He loves blueberries and pickles.  So I can snack him if I need him to stay still a minute.  We played upstairs, we played downstairs.  We listened to the Wiggles and danced.  I'm exhausted, but in the best possible way.  I intend to settle down with a snack and a book myself soon.  And probably fall asleep tonight before ten.  A day well spent!