Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I went around with my daughter and grandson while he tried out the trick-or-treat thing.  He was too shy to say trick-or-treat but managed to say thank you every time.  We walked the neighborhood before dark, and he handled the decorations, including scary clowns and many, many huge spiders (a fear of his) well.  That is because he was absolutely enchanted with the candy, which he'd never had before.  As each piece went into his bag, he stopped, insisted he "try it" and munched away to the next house.  Near the end he spied a little girl about his age in a rainbow skirt and a unicorn horn.  I think he thought that costume was the cat's meow.  Soon he unraveled from sugar and the day's exhaustion, and was brought back home in his mother's arms.  He had a little yogurt and one bite of mac and cheese and he was done for the day.  Bath and bedtime stories were the next big event.  I returned to my house where my husband was handing out candy, and since we have a lot of stairs, few kids rang the bell.  But the last group of thirteen year old girls asked him if he wanted them to sing, he said yes, and they did.  Pretty adorable.