Luna was one of the guests at a little Friday afternoon party thrown by my employer last week. She was, of course, a hit, not only with the kids but with many of the grown-ups as well. (And with me. Who fits comfortably in neither group.)
She reeeeeeeally liked the smells coming from the food truck that was catering for us, the ‘Voodoo Van‘.
Oh, that’s right, there were some other cute things at the party besides dogs, weren’t there?
If I’d stood there all day and pointed my camera at the kids and the dog I would have gotten cute shot after cute shot. Unfortunately, the food truck was calling my name.
I love the little boy’s expression in this one.
This is only a few minutes later. I think the two kids plumb wore him out!