His Babies

Sam is such a good sport, letting me snap pictures of him pretty much whenever I like (unlike his little brother). And I appreciate it. Very much. But lately there's one, slight catch. He insists on toting his beloved animals with him and further insists that they be part of the picture. "But Sam, can't I get a couple of you without the animals?" "No, Mama. They're my babies." And he means it. He dotes on his babies and treats them so well. He loves them, feeds them and tucks them in at night just like any good Daddy does. These days his babies include a tiger, mountain lion, panda bear and leopard. They all whine, cry, make animal noises and even snore once they fall asleep. They go wherever Sam goes. They're a package deal. And pictures are no exception.