Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Okay.  I'm getting the hang of the baby monitor and the sound machine, and our baby grandson seems to like our house as well.  It's been hot here, so he's been at our place because it's cooler.  He loves the outside:  watching the trees move, the plants, the birds.  He immediately calms down when I take him out.  He loves strolling too, though the sun gets in his eyes, and until he can sit more upright, the shade canopy is not good enough.  What must he think looking at everything as we stroll by?  He is processing, and will show preferences for roses or dogs or street sweepers soon.  How amazing it is that he is naming the world for the first time.  I see my neighborhood through his eyes and everything is bright and miraculous, as if I'd had cataract surgery and could see fully and brightly again.  I have had cataract surgery, but this is better!