Ruth put him back on the blanket. The baby rolled onto his belly and started trying to scoot himself toward Edward, but he wasn't quite there with his muscles. So instead, he began to speak baby speak. "Ha! Ahhh!"

"Is that so?" asked his mother in amusement, "He's talking to ye, sir. I think he likes ye," she gave a soft chuckle. He continued to coo at the man, wanting to crawl at his heels and investigate whatever it was he was doing.