Six Days Old


Squinting at the camera.

In his dad's arms.

In his mom's arms.

Big stretch.

Big yawn.

"Ack, the bright light!"

"No, no, don't take my picture!"

Alex meets Buford, our basset hound.
(See Buford's home page here.)

All swaddled up and no place to go. (Underneath Alex is a very warm afghan made by his great-grandma Helen.)