Warning: More pictures than you could ever imagine or want....

Jackson is 6 months old today. That is craziness. I cannot believe that he's half way to being a 1 year old! It's so bittersweet. On one hand, I'm so glad that he has become such a happy, loving boy. But on the other, I don't want him to get any bigger. I decided to go through my pictures and choose my favorites. 

This is him in the hospital. I'm pretty sure it's the first day and Grandma is holding him. He was a beautiful newborn. 8 lbs 10 oz. 

 He was a couple wks old here and as you can see, thoroughly enjoying his bear suit. He really did have a perfect scowl. 

This picture was taken with his 1 month photo shoot. His Auntie Gen took the pictures and they were beautiful. 

This one was also with the photo shoot. My obsession with adorable boy clothes had already begun. 

This was taken on the day of his blessing. It might surprise some of you, but I used to be horrible about remembering to take pictures, and so, we didn't even get a picture of him in his blessing outfit. Woopsy. 

 I think he was 2 months old for these. 

 4th of July. Check out his noggin. 

 He was 3 months old in the next couple. 

And now 4 months old.

  And 5 months old...

  

 The rest of the pictures came from last Saturday. Leo's sister, Genevieve, was willing to do a little family photo shoot for us up in the Canyon. We were all getting together for a hot dog roast anyway and so we took advantage of the fall colors and went to town. These first few were after we'd spent an hr taking pictures. I call them Angry Bear Series. He was just slightly done with the cold weather. 

  Note the dramatic coughing...

 Now all of these pictures are from the actual photo shoot. 

Okay, I couldn't help but put in this first awkward picture. I was trying to get him to sit up, but he's not that great at it yet and we were on concrete and as Leo pointed out, also on a bridge over a freezing river. However, it does take me back to the day he was born. (inappropriate?)

 I put this one in because this is what he is doing 90% of the time. Pulling my hair. He especially loves the back of my neck. You know? The really sensitive part? Yea, that's his favorite.

However, it's pretty hard to stay mad at this face.