Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today my husband and I went with our younger daughter and grandson to a harvest festival, tasting apples, pears and grapes, picking out pumpkins in a patch, watching our grandson in the petting area with chickens, a pig, two ducks, bunnies, and two goats.  We had lunch outside and listened to blue grass music, and then wandered over to another area where a woman was teaching two step dancing, and my grandson and I walked up on stage and joined the dance a dozen other couples.  Heel, kick, one two three back, same again, then shuffle forward one two three eight times.  He held my hand and kept up with me, never once turning away.  Clearly he was delighted, and even though he hadn't really been able to do the steps, he remembered the order, and in the car on the way home he kept saying heel, kick, back.  He was so delighted to have danced, and at twenty two months, he was amazing.  What a memory I will have of this day, his bravery, and his passion for music and dancing.  He's a regular Gene Kelly!