Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I began my morning on a happy note.  My 3 year old grandson FaceTimed me, showing me his artificial yellow tulips and his dinosaur mat and trees and mountain.  He's up and ready and nowhere to go.  By ready I mean energetically, as he was still in his underpants and pj top, as he'd sat on some of his eggs while eating.  He loves flowers and he told me he likes the tulips because they won't die.  My daughter, like all my kids, is an incredible mother, juggling him and a not quite 2 month old baby.  They are all so patient and inventive about how to keep their kids entertained.  I love that this boy has branched out from construction trucks to gardens and flowers, dinosaurs and other enthusiasms.  The same thing happened to the 4 year old grandson.  He went from trains and only trains to fairies and forts.  He also loves his garden.  I sent them both a wooden planter on legs to have real plants growing.  The older boy has had strawberries and some edible plants, but this one likes flowers.  So far he has violas and marrow, but his planter has one more box for flowers, soon to be filled.  Growing and blossoming.  Perfect.