Mom and I carving our "Great Pumpkin."






This is a "live" scrapbook of Team Manning's adventures and any other random thought or event. We hope to keep it updated weekly, if not daily, with what's been going on. So, be sure to keep stopping by and enjoy the fun!
Here at 2732 we've had a Halloween visitor to help us prepare for the big day. A very huge, unique, kinda cool (in spider terms) looking spider landed on our front doorstep. He hung around for awhile to help us prepare for the holiday, but has finally left. I kept thinking that if it hung around long enough for the holiday that we could really scare some people with real life Halloween decorations, but I guess it had bigger and better things to move to. It was really a huge spider, the pictures do not do it justice. 



After clucking at the chickens mom and I got lost in the maze of hay bales. I think mom was a little worried that we'd never make it out of there, so I took the lead and tried to find our way out.

My other friend, Payton, did the pumpkin sling. He got to launch a bunch of poor innocent pumpkins into an open corn field. It was awesome watching the pumpkins explode upon impact.
At the Schaakes Pumpkin Patch (http://www.schaakespumpkinpatch.com/) they are nice enough to give you a ride out to the field in hopes of finding the Great Pumpkin. Here is a load of people coming back with their pumpkins.
Payton picked up a very big pumpkin and had to lug it around everywhere until we left. I can't wait to see his finished pumpkin. He picked out a good one. 

After the long day we had, my friend Preston and I were tuckered out and our little legs were done for the day. So, my mom got a wheel barrow and we piled in, pumpkins and all. It made for a much easier journey back to the car.





Why, it's our Big 12 Championship banner unveiled.


A third banner was actually raised for the Final Four, but mom's pics didn't turn out as well, so I didn't include it.

Mom and dad are in trouble. I found myself sitting in front of this cute girl and I spent most of my time making sure that she knew I was there. I was fine tuning my flirting techniques and I've still got it.
Here's who I like to call "Uncle Billy" addressing the pumped up crowd while everyone screamed crazy for him. I love Uncle Billy.








Reflecting on some good memories.





