Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We had a lovely outing with our grandson.  We visited the local pet shop and saw three kittens, two big black and white bunnies, two dutch bunnies, fish and the birds.  A huge parrot was out eating a hazelnut.  He loved the finches, the parakeets, the exotic big birds of all kinds.  Two magnificent birds bounced on their perches and screeched at him.  They were very social.  Then we went to the toy store and he played at the train table.  He knows all the names of the cars, the trestle, the tunnel, the overpass, the roundhouse.  We took him in the other room and he made a beeline for the trucks, found a large dump truck on the floor, picked it up with his one arm in a cast from fracturing his wrist, and headed straight for the front door.  I looked questioningly at my husband, he nodded, and we bought the truck for $25.  We got back home and he didn't want his bottle, did want his monkey pacifier, which my daughter had left in her car, and he cried and cried.  I called her, got him back out of the portacrib, we went downstairs and read and played until Mommy's rescue.  He's determined.  I felt bad that I'd called, but I needed to know:  nap with a whole lot of crying or no nap.  He's probably sleeping soundly now, but at my house, without monkey, it was just not happening.