This is a lovely picture: My parents, after working in the yard all morning, take a rest on the bench under the dogwood tree. Duncan, barefoot and still in his pajamas at nearly noon, takes two cups of water out to his grandparents. I watch the scene from the window. Mom and Dad smile and reach out to Duncan, then gesture for him to sit between them on the bench. He joins them for a few minutes and then is off running, always smiling.