Yesterday we set out at a ridiculously early hour (7:00am) to head to Red Rock Canyon for some portraits of Paul and I at this special time. I think we would have liked to wait a little longer, but between the uncertainty of how long I’m gonna stay pregnant and not wanting to be taking portraits in triple-digit temperatures, yesterday seemed ideal. (We’re forecast for triple-digits on Friday.)

Tom (Gramps) was the camera man of the day, and he did a fantastic job. With his backwards visor and his big fancy pants camera, he looked like a paparazzo. ha!

But the day was beautiful, the wind was calm, and it was just perfect temperature when we got out into the canyon a little after 8:00am. Tom and Paul were suitably impressed with my less-than-billy-goat like skills at getting up on the rocks and such. Great care was taken, and I never even slipped once. Not bad for the unwieldy pregnant lady.

Nearly three hours and 400-something images later, we were on our way home, having stopped at the Welcome to Las Vegas sign.

We culled out our favorites: have a look at the whole gallery by clicking any image below!