He was coming back from a meeting with some of the others, a little stressed that things hadn’t gone perfectly, but still pleased with the outcome. Walking into the main room he paused when he spotted you. You had clearly regressed, to what age he didn’t know yet, as you had your Paci in and were playing with a few of your toys in the floor quietly. He couldn’t help but smile softly at you as you played. He walked over, squatted down next to you and said, “Hey kiddo, what’cha playing?”