I've lived in and around dallas for most of my life but have yet to enjoy fall time at the dallas arboretum. As I've gotten older, I've noticed there's as many street signs and pile flyers for the arboretum as there is the state fair. That must mean something. Having Samson I know he can't get into the Halloween spirit in the same ways that I am used to. He can't really trick or treat. He doesn't seem too fond of spooky things just yet. The arboretum seemed like a happy medium for us both to enjoy.
At first Samson was afraid of the pumpkins. Then he started pointing and calling them, "doggie" which is a term of affection for him.
Samson is finally getting to a point where he seems attached to me. Like he wants me in arm's reach all the time. It would be annoying if it was anyone else but with him it melts my heart. I could just look at him for hours. He's the most beautiful thing ever created--- I mean... your baby is cute too. It's just... he's mine.
I love seeing Samson explore everything with such great wonder that I don't have anymore. He thinks so much about every little thing and seems so smart to me. We wandered around the little pumpkin village while he explained to me in gibberish what he thought. I replied out loud to my assumptions of what he was saying. He's my best friend.
I brought Samson over to the toads spraying water. Water isn't his favorite. He'll grip onto me tightly if I bring him too close. I try to show him it's fun by walking through the middle where all the water let out into. He wasn't amused.
We walked around for an hour, talking and discussing current world events. He got tuckered out fairly quickly then asked if we could go home. I complied and we sped away towards the entrance. I'm sure we didn't get to see it all. We missed the kids area but Samson said it was okay.
So I'd give the arboretum a thumbs up. I love getting to know nature and seeing Samson in awe of everything. I can't wait to go back for the 12 days of Christmas! But I'm getting ahead of myself.