Gettin' durrrty in the south

Georgia is really starting to pull through for me. I should clarify that I am referring to the state, not the dog. Georgia the dog is a piece of God's flawless handiwork and it has never been up for debate about whether I like her.

Anyhoo... the weather has been a little stifling at times, but all in all, not too shabby, Peach State. Not too shabby.

I have discovered a little demon bug called the "fire ant." And by discovered, I mean I was attacked by them one afternoon when I was trying to stalk a bunny. Not to worry. Now when I see one or thousands, I immediately begin squishing them.

Here, I am showing Daddy my plan of attack.



I've also begun climbing trees.

What's that? You think my tree is lame and about the same height as me?

Well, you're lame.



I am still really into mowing. Concrete, pavement, dirt... whatever. Just as long as it is not grass.



Oooh! What's that over there??



TUNNELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Again, like the tree... don't judge me. It is super fun to run up and down, back and forth through these concrete tunnels (also known as drains). If left to my own devices, I could perhaps do it for an entire day. Unfortunately, my vote is rarely accepted on issues such as these. (Yeah, Mom. I'm talking to you.)



To counter-balance the demon ants, I have found an animal down here that is Ah. May. Zing.

The gay-or (gator).

Here I am, stealthily looking for one.



And here, I am trying to talk Daddy into letting me wrestle one. It was just a baby - totally the right size to start with. Right??

Anybody??



After that failed attempt to channel Steve Irwin, Mom and I found a HUGE spider that lives above the gator swamp. This picture does not do it justice - just know that it was like the size of my hand.



Ahh... there you go.

Shoot. My hand is not in the picture for scale.

After the gator hunting, my Granny and I kicked it old school and went for a stroll.

And thus wraps up the latest haps in the world of Diggy. Jealous, much?

Peace out for now.

Starting to lose it...

Soooo... as you know, my summer had a little switch-up about halfway through. I was moved back east to WV and also got some new roomies. To be honest, I wasn't sure how it would go... I mean, I'm totally into my own space these days and it can get sticky when I share.

Well, worry no more - it worked out beautifully. Poppy and Peedles proved to be fantastic co-dwellers.

Per usual, I learned lots from them.

Like here... I learned how to listen to a children's story while managing to not sacrifice any of my masculinity.



And Poppy showed me how to totally act chill when hangin' in the kitchen. (I now regularly stand like this.)



Unca Tew (Uncle Stew) also came up and hung out with me. It was cool. We shot the breeze, had a jam session... You know... the usual.



Aside from the visiting, I also got to play outside a LOT. Here I am, looking proud, as I had just figured out how to open the fence and escape off the deck.



And here I am starting to lose it - using my shoes as "hands". (If you can, note the crazy face. Anytime the bottom lip gets sucked in, it's game over. Rampage begins.)



My mom has mentioned a few times that she is worried all of this moving and changing is going to make me go crazy.

I cannot imagine why she thinks that.



Now we're living in southern GA, so I can only assume that things will get even more exciting! Until then... go McCain/Palin!

My Cycle

Big news, folks. I got a cycle (tricycle, but i refuse to say "tri" for some reason). SOOOO excited.

My first day with my inanimate BFF went like this...

Tried to take it for a spin. Granted, it was a tad difficult without the wheels, but I managed.



Ahhh... but then it got easier. Can you tell I'm a natural? My form is pretty spot-on...



Oh waaaiiit... This is even more fun! I can actually control where I push it. (Between you and I, the whole pedal/steering combo was a bit unwieldy at times.)



And speaking of things I can control... Hush-up, Mommy. Just enjoy ride.



Once we had completed that warm-up, we moved onto bigger and better things to tackle. Most notably, a giant hill.

Things started out so well.



Yep! Still having fun.



And here, things started to move south. Please note the angle of my body in relation to the angle of the cycle.

It all happened so fast, I don't even remember how I ended up here.

I just knew I wanted to do it again. Immediately.



After a few more "runs", I was really getting wiped... Luckily, I had Poppy to come scoop me and my wheels up for a different kind of ride.



What can I say? I love my cycle and life is good!

A KDiggy Summer

Whatup, whatup, WHATUP!?!?!? I trust you have all been having an excellent summer? So far - mine has not disappointed. In fact, I dare say it is even better than last summer.

This is mainly due to the fact I can hit up an outdoor pool without suffering from hypothermia. However, it has taken a while to break me of my fear of cold. I consistently (and apparently unnecessarily) still try to brace myself for frigid temperatures.

(The apparel you can view is all that is on. Fantastic outfit. Really great for beating the cold.)



At first, when once mom dragged me outside, I was skeptical. That water looked cold...



BUT... it was GLORRRIOUS!



I didn't even mind when my pants were clearly further south than they should have been. Usually, I try to be incredibly discreet despite the incriminating evidence of my "winter" apparel. After all, I am a gentleman.



In addition to swimming, I have discovered (thanks to Moggy/Mac) water guns.

As you would expect, I am an excellent shot. That chair was soaked when I got done with it. Well, at least the arm was anyway... and the surrounding floor and wall. Whatever. I still rule.



My climbing skills are continually being honed. My ratio of climbing success to falls is really improving.



Ohhhhh... and trains/choochoooos. LOVE me some trains. And can we talk about the line-up I have going there? Do you think you're average two-year-old can accomplish such a feat? Well, of course they can't and likewise, of course I am incredibly advanced. Don't hate.



Hmmm... despite my incredibly advanced qualities, I did seem to meet my match recently when I hung out with my cousins.

Austin, who is just a few months younger than I, was a wonderful companion and worthy opponent.



Here we are having a casual ride in the wagon...



And here we are when I decided to not listen to my inner-voice telling me to pipe-down and sit. Instead, I chose to dominate my sweet and unsuspecting cousin. His face says it all.



But here is the catch. He has double back-up with his older brothers/my cousins... I assure you, when they were present, no shenanigans were happening on my part! Instead, it was more of an "idol worship" situation. They are awesome...

Hmmm... well, maybe not all idol worship. But to be clear, I did put my fist down and not follow-through.

Much love to everyone!

Oh, and please note for anyone curious - I am still not real happy with Brangelina for using my name on their celebri-baby.

Turning Two is Terrific!

So before we packed up our bags to move yet again, I was granted the supreme opportunity to celebrate my second birthday in WY with all of my buddies. What a joyous occasion that was. Here is the quick synopsis.

Before I begin though - I want to point out that a LOT has changed in the last 12 months.

Began my birthday morning with a birthday banana. Love me some potassium.



Next up, a quick viewing of Calliou - a very strange, yet compelling, cartoon with a little kid who is completely bald (despite the fact he is 4) and talks in baby talk (again, despite the fact he is 4).
I adore it.



THEN...a PRESENT!!

It's a wane.



Finally, the day really got going with my Ah. Some. Par. Tay.



Hmmm... I'm still not sure about those noisemakers. Although everyone else seemed to love them. I guess I'll let it go.



Soooo... This picture was taken right before I informed my friend that the cake was indeed mine.

What can I say? Sometimes manners are for the birds!

Then I was forced to share with her.



After a great snack of Lightening McQueen cake, I got to demonstrate to my buds that I can ride a horse pretty much better than anyone. Well, I could if I could get my feet to reach the stirrups anyway. Don't sleep cowboys. I'm comin'.



It was just good, no great, times all the way around.

We ended the day by taking Georgie for a walk. Of course since it was getting dark outside, I had to wear my reflective belt. A bit of an overkill? Negative. One can never be too safe.



Lata.

I love waters.

I can't belive that just a year ago I thought chasing a ball around in the baby pool was fun.

Well, friends. Times have changed.



Check this out...



Please take note of my form. Not to brag, but I think we can all see that I pretty much have a gift.



HERE I COME, WATERS!!! (yes, water is always pluralized.)



And the finale.



Shocked much? Yeah. I thought so.

Well, not to blow your mind too much in one day, but I did that like a hundred times.



Dig it.