Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I spent yesterday with my oldest grandson and my son.  It was over 100 degrees, and we tried to convince him that going to the park was a bad idea, but it was easier to take him, in the end, and let him see for himself.  The park was deserted.  We were the only humans there, and come to think of it, I didn't see any squirrels or animals either.  Too smart.  He couldn't do the slides, too hot, and he wandered around and climbed on a couple of structures.  You could tell he was pleased to have the whole park to himself.  He didn't give up for about 45 minutes, then we persuaded him to go to the bookstore, with a caveat of a stop at the toystore.  Both were airconditioned, and we found a magic treehouse series he likes, a farm book for my youngest grandson and puzzles for the oldest and his grandpa, my husband.  Then we came home and played with little toy chickens and their coop, a stuffed horse and stable I'd brought down from home, and relaxed inside.  Going with the flow of the person with the most energy, the three year old, was the wisest path.