specsh is short for special

daddy took a much needed break {if ya wanna call it that} this weekend. he embarked on a supa-fast roadtrip-izzle w/ his childhood buddy, brian n. to californ-i-a. he also enjoyed some shootin' time w/ bryan a. saturday morn. yes, the majority of myron's close friends are either named bryan or brian {insert last initial a-z}

anywhoo, since daddy was MIA, specsh & i got to play all weekend long, no boys allowed.

about 80% of the weekend chloe sported this get-up. {minus 2.5 hours for church} she's basically obsessed with this particular shirt of mine. if i wear it, she starts yanking on it slash begging to cozy-up in it. it is rather comfy, i kinda don't blame 'er.

we spent some time catchin' some rays @ the pool. since chlo refuses to lounge in any sort of pool floating device, i have to hold her the entire time. so, we just stay until my arm gets tired, or when some random stranger comes & acts like they expect complete silence as they sunbathe. {which ever inevitably comes first}

chloe likes to play with front door. like a lot. she'll close the door to play peek-a-boo & then freak out, 'cause she doesn't know how to open it back up/realizes she's home alone. i have to be careful playing this game, because one time she locked me out. and that was the opposite of awesome.

we played with toys. read books. watched ariel. ate string cheese. danced to amy whinehouse. slept in. took long naps.
ignored work. were lazy w/ chores. bonded mo & daught style. walked mr. miyagi. etc.

and pretended that we were princesses 24/7.

it's been real specsh.

{happy monday}