Without a word, Jack stands right up to head toward the pond, both Macha and Shannon lifting their heads to watch him go, whining softly from their locked spots.

"Jack!" I call after him, laughing a little as I set down the thing of lemonade. He's clearly so happy though, camera held at his face as he takes picture after picture. When he turns back, his eyes are wide and bright and so excited and I get up without a word, wiping my hands across my pants as I head over.

"Did you get any pictures?" I ask him, stepping in to stand beside him, still marveling at how closely I can stand to him, how I'm allowed.