I don’t know how it’s possible, but Davis is TWO! We are six days post-birthday, and I’ve never seen a more two-year-old two-year-old. He has so much personality and so much energy and so very much sass. We love him so much and had the BEST time celebrating him last weekend with our family. We were able to have the party outside on our back deck, and it was so FUN!
We went with a Go Dogs Go theme because it is a major favorite right now. I tried not to go too much into a car theme or dog theme, and I love how it turned out!
I printed off every Instagram print of Davis from the past year to make some fun displays. I thought I might find a fun banner or bunting in my colors that I could hang them on like I did last year but no such luck. I bought all the scrapbook paper (on the table) thinking I would make a banner, but then my (hero) mother found those tissue paper pom pom garlands at DOLLAR TREE. Done and done. I also hung two strands of twine vertically in another window and clippped pictures to those…but they didn’t photograph very well.
We did basically the same food as last year, but of course I color coordinated the fruit (#becauseobviously). The idea with the green frosting was to make it sort of like the dog party at the end of the book…but I can never get food coloring to do quite right.
Present time was a big deal this year. I think Davis got one of every single kind of outside toy on Earth. He is going to have such a fun summer! He is good to go on tools and trucks and sporting gear of any kind! Parties are a little overwhelming for kids, but I have loved getting to see him rediscover each of his gifts over the past few days.
This leaf blower was a last-minute thing I picked up and ended up being such a hit! He ran through the entire bottle of bubbles right away.
Apparently that face plant is just how Davis eats cupcakes at this point in his life. I’ve seen him do it three or four times now. So funny!
We love Davis Malcolm so very much, and it is one of my greatest joys as a mother to see people love on him! His party was just a perfect (albeit tiring) day full of love and fun. Davis loves seeing all his people and was so sweet to everyone. Any sadness at seeing my baby grow up is way overshadowed by the joy of seeing him come into his own! We are going to the doctor on Monday, and then I’ll be back to share a little update on him…and just in case you think this kind of photo-op is, in any way, true to life…
This is much more our speed. A healthy dose of defiance and “bye, y’all!”
“Momming ain’t easy” – the phrase that launched 1,000 t-shirts (and mugs and lettered signs and totes and instagram posts). As I sit here with my lukewarm coffee (because I couldn’t get to it this morning) and my recorded shows (because I couldn’t watch them live), I’m reminded in the smallest way that “momming ain’t easy.”
It’s waking up impossibly early because when else can you look your husband in the face without a certain small someone demanding all.the.things. It’s hiding your face when your toddler does something so terrible (that’s also hilarious). It’s drawing the line between terrible and hilarious and watching your toddler jump over it, stomp it, walk on it, and laugh. It’s reciting Little Blue Truck from memory 572,156,985 times. It’s the joy in seeing your baby run to you after a long day at work. It’s the heartbreak of knowing that you don’t have it all together and the desperate hope that your failures won’t be what shape his little heart.
We have these days. We have these moments. We have this time. And it’s fleeting. Is it any wonder we’re so exhausted all the time? We’re doing everything we can to do as much as we can to do the best we can because we don’t get this back. We will always be moms, but we don’t always have this. That’s “momming.” That desperate feeling that’s a sort of mix of joy and fear and happiness and most of all love. Thinking of someone else from the minute your eyes open until they drift closed in the middle of that show you thought you would make it through.
Motherhood is the best gift and the most challenging role. We know our babies like no one else on this earth, but we have to watch them grow into their own. Sometimes it’s the most rewarding thing I could ever imagine! That beautiful little boy who is so funny and smart and independent is really mine, and I get the joy of teaching him! Other times it’s the scariest thing I’ve ever done. That wild little boy who is so loud and willfull and independent is really mine, and I get the job of disciplining him!
We don’t get to separate our role into joy and fear. We claim it all and lay it at the feet of Jesus because He is the only One who can take this job and redeem our efforts. We aren’t doing this alone because He has equipped us with a team. We have husbands and sisters and mothers of our own. We have friends and leaders and mentors. We have resources of every kind, but most of all we have the Holy Spirit who empowers us and enables us and upholds us.
I am so thankful that I don’t have to take on this task alone. My best efforts as a mother are absolute failure apart from Him. I am blessed beyond measure that this walk that is motherhood and life is not mine to do alone. I can “take captive every thought (and day and effort and failure) and make it obedient to Christ” (2 Corinthians 10:5). That is what He desires from me, that I take my whole life, motherhood included, and lay it at His feet as a sacrifice. A day to honor mothers is a beautiful thing, but how much more beautiful that we honor the Lord with our calling as mothers?
I was going to title this “Life…and All Those Other Things I Can’t Fit In During May,” but that looked a little cluttered in the title bar. My other option “Mayday…Because I’m Actual Chaos Right Now,” was a little much as well. In fact the only reason I’m sitting and typing is because I’ve got an unexpected day off with a fevery Davis, and he’s asleep (hopefully for another hour). I hate having a sicky baby, and I hate taking off work, but I’m learning to let go
What better way to celebrate my return than with a giant photo dump? Shamelessly pulled from Instagram and the depths of my phone? I’ve got you right here!
We had such a fun Book Fair and Art Show night at my school! It was community helper themed, so we had helicopters and police cars and fire trucks, and Davis was in Heaven! The only downside is that now anytime we swing by the school he thinks he’s going to see the “biiiiiig tractor.”
When you have a long week, there’s just something about pizza in the driveway that makes it all better. Obviously I didn’t go as footloose and fancy free as Davis, but it did start the weekend off nicely!
In other news, Davis has taken over security for the church. If you need any assistance, just flag him down.
We’re having a major sunglasses moment. Sometimes upside down…sometimes right side up. Sometimes inside…sometimes outside. I love it. The boy does not lack personality.
But today we’re here. Snuggling and sleeping. I don’t get these moments very often, but when I do I soak them up. We have these days, and then they’re gone, and I want every bit of love out of them I can get. Laundry can wait. Work can wait. Those crumbs can wait. This won’t wait, so I’m grabbing it.