Tuesday, September 29, 2009

It's finally Fall

I'm so glad it's finally fall. Time for pumpkins, corn mazes, and sweaters. I've been looking forward to the cool weather so Mike will stop harping on me about the air conditioning and so we can get a move-on toward Christmas (and everything in between, of coarse). Last night we went to Black Island Farms in Syracuse with Mike's dad and some of the extended Jackson clan. We missed Grandma Jackson who got stuck at work but it was still a lot of fun.

riding on the animal train through the corn fields


playing in the pumpkin bounce house


Hallie and Bryant getting ready to rope some steer


Cameron just hanging out with Grandpa


Cameron riding his own steer




watching the pig races


the big tunnel slide


ready, get set...


Go!


more slides


my little punkin


what a face!

Fun at the farm

The Finance Department at Mike's work had a little party for us at Wheeler Farm. We had some lunch, played some games around the farm and chatted with friends. It was fun to see old friends like Nate and Andrea Paxman, Mark and Christy Weaver, and new friends, Steuart and Cassie Neeley. We all had a lot of fun seeing the sights and smelling the smells at the farm.




family photo opp.



feeding the ducks and geese




messing around with Cameron





Hallie is disgusted with the outhouse


Bryant's booty from the pinata




trying to get a decent pic of the kids... not gonna happen

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Feeling a little snap happy

I haven't been very good at getting professional photos of Cameron. In fact, I got some done when he was 6 weeks old and hated them. So, I've just decided to do my own. Here are a few of Cameron's most recent.

What is this? Hmm. I think I'm going to rip it apart and try to eat it.




Da, Da, Da, Da, Ma, Ma, Maaaaa...




This looks yummy.




He's had enough.

Pineapple Hair


Hallie had school pictures a few weeks ago. I was getting her ready when Mike walked into the room and said, "Hallie, you look so pretty today." Hallie wanted to see her hairdo (which, by the way, was just one of her normal Sunday hairdo's) so she went to look in the mirror. She was ticked when she came out and yelled, "I look like a pineapple!" Needless to say, the rest of the morning was not a pleasant one.