Jack and great-grampa Crissman hash it out over breakfast.

John and a couple of his friends from work.

Jack and his cousins Sam, Zoe and Ben.

You talkin' to me?

Snuggling with mom.

Sunrise on the farm.

Grampa's makin' pancakes?

Finley is no fan of the car, so I can't imagine how much he hated the four-and-half hours from Chicago to Michigan. He was a good boy the entire trip up, though he didn't sleep a wink they way we hoped he would after taking him to the beach near our apartment first thing Friday morning.
















Once we arrived in Michigan and he was out of the car, I was afraid we'd never get him back in. He slept the entire trip home, then proceeded to barf on the living room floor.

Finley enjoying the great outdoors.

Return to the scene of the crime...uh...I mean wedding, almost two years later.

Jack meets Uncle John.

Then he meets the cattle.

Penny and Jack say hello to a 2 day old calf.

Jack (and his new hat) in Michigan.

Finley, back on the farm for the first time since he was born.

















Seeing mom (Clooney) and dad (Joe) again.

Ok, so I grab this steering wheel thing.























And down there are some gears and stuff. Got it.
















Whoa.
















I'm driving the tractor!