Our flight home to Denver from Santa Barbara was delayed for at least an hour. In the mean time, we sat in the grass below a palm tree in front of the SB airport, and Daniel carted dirt from a potted-planter to a nearby beloved garbage can, chanting "DEEDEE! DEEDEE!" (Daniel-ese for "dirty!"). He repeated this many, many, many times.
What caught my eye is that one of the other passegers, a plucky girl from Lawrence, KS, all of about 6-7 years of age, took an interest in what he was doing. Daniel quickly noticed this, walked over and grabbed this friendly stranger by the hand and initiated her into the mysteries of carting dirt to the garbage can.
I can also report that, while we were at Ledbetter beach, Daniel tottered over to a group of older kids, 4-5 year-old boys and girls who were building sandcastles, and he wanted to join, but the older kids didn't know what to make of him.
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