A perfect, tiny little fawn in my parent’s yard

Last week we were eating dinner on my parent's screened-in porch when a female White-tailed Deer peeked in at us with startled eyes. She was standing no more than five feet from us, which wouldn't be unusual if you lived in the country or in the suburbs where developers had just ripped through a forest, destroying their homes, but we were in the city in an established neighborhood with lovely sidewalks, big trees, and usually no deer. When we got up to look closer, we found mama had a fawn with her--a tiny little thing maybe a foot and a half tall at the shoulder (if that). This perfect little spotted creature looked and acted so much like Bambi I could hardly stand it! Apparently mama was looking for a safe place for her baby, but after seeing all of us ogling her from the porch decided the front yard was safer so returned with the newly born fawn to finish off the geraniums. Mama also seemed to like violets and roses (but then don't we all?)