It has been a busy week in the park. I got to wear my vet hat for a couple of days. Saved lives, played with puppies, did a little surgery… then crashed on the couch, dead asleep at 8:30.
Then I was so excited to get to go visit one of my little baby bundles. Miss Micah is 3 months old already and she has, without a doubt, the yummiest little rolls of baby fat I have ever seen. As a newborn she somehow managed to stay awake for the entire session. This time she took pity on me and finally snoozed. Fonzy the bassett was less cooperative, but almost as cute. He was not interested in posing with the baby, not even for bribes. We’ll have to try again when Micah is a little bigger.

Then I got to go frolick through the Dallas Arboretum with Mason. I started photographing this sweet boy when he was a year old. Now he is two… Boy is he TWO! He had too much to see and do to stop and smell the roses (quite literally!). But what fun to chase him around with his grandparents in tow.