Just Like His Momma

When it comes to Dave, the apple does not fall far from the tree. And when I reference the tree... the tree is me.

Dave can be a handful and certainly isn't a replica of his mother when he's acting up (then he's just like his dad!) but sometimes I look at him and think, oh no... you have a lot of your momma in you.

Case in point would be Dave's preschool graduation. The kid sang. Loud as could be. He did the dances and pretty much put on a good show. Made his momma proud.



Accepting his diploma

Dave and his friend Marlie

The tree in front of my parents house. Every graduate in our family gets their picture taken here. :)

Aunt Boo

High/Low

"Mommy? What was the best part of your day?" "And what was the not so good part?"

Dave, Dill and I (and sometimes daddy) have started to play a game that we used to play on Classy Cats. Basically, a few times a month we would all sit in a circle and tell what the highs/lows of our lives were currently. I loved this because while we were all important to each other, we didn't always have the time to touch base with each person to provide support and share in the joys of each other's lives. Of course, you always had your best friends on the team who knew your daily trials and tribulations, but this exercise gave those other friends, that you still cared about but weren't as close with the chance to catch up as well...

 

 

I'm hoping that this daily ritual will give the boys and I the foundation to be able to share both the big and little joys and worries of each day. And in all honesty, it gives me a chance to reflect on what really matters in life.

So far Dillon's highs and his lows have been "NO!" which is his favorite word. I don't think he's enjoying the game yet. Dave's have been a little more inventive... "Eating Watermelon" "Playing in the big pool and Journey and Jeremiah's" and "Going to the Park" have been some of his highs. And most of the time he says, "I didn't have a sad part of the day." Which proves he's mostly a happy boy! :)

Two

 

I have been pretty much non-existent on the blog for the last 6 months and I'm quite sad that I have not been updating everything that has been going on in our lives! There is a ton of changes that have been going on in the McDiffett household. I'll fill everyone in on all of that, but most importantly, we had a big birthday in our house in the last week...

Dillon Turned TWO!!!

Dillon's birthday was a pretty normal day. They went to the babysitter's and had snacks and we just had the dinner of Dillon's choice that night. He wanted spaghetti, so I whipped up some spaghetti when we got home. However, the poor kiddos got jipped because we only had half of what we needed for spaghetti noodles and had to use broken up lasagna noodles for the rest!


Thankfully, he didn't mind and we had a great rest of the night snuggling.

 

 

The next night David had a t-ball game so we had a quick bbq at our house with close family and some of the opposing team (which just happened to be Dwight and have some good friends on it).

 

Dilly and Papa



Grandpa and Uncle Steven



"Mal-Gal" and "Little Amanda"
I can't wait to watch these beautiful girls grow up. I just find them to be such sweethearts!

 

Blowing out TWO BIG candles!!!

Yummy Cake

 After Cake, Dillon got to open presents. However, I think the other kiddos were more excited about opening them that he was! One of his favorite gifts was a bubble machine. So cool!





 

It blows me away how fast time goes. I had a hard time with Dilly's b-day because when David turned two, I had already had Dillon. It is crazy to me that Dillon has now reached the age Dave was when he was born! I always think of the Kenny Chesney song, "Don't Blink" when I think of how fast times passes. And it's so easy to sit back and watch it go on past or to get wrapped up in the many daily things that don't matter. What truly matters are those special moments that don't necessarily always seem so important. Those sweet moments like when you husband reaches over to hold your hand when driving down the road (ha ha... I think I'm dreaming) or you realize that your boys are wrestling in the living room like boys are meant to do... and the younger one is holding his own against the older! I know I've said it before, but our house can be a bit of a circus sometimes, but I always need to remember to cherish that three ring circus. Someday that circus is going to slow down and eventually end, and I'll be wishing to have it back!