Gettin' down on some apricots:
Note man behind Conrad on towel, sun bathing in his super-short
Dolce & Gabbana swim-booty shorts:
Dustin: "ChelSEA! STOP staring!"
Me: "I'm sorry! I just don't get it! Does he NOT think that D&G swim-suit-booty-shorts wouldn't
cause a commotion?! For God sakes, could they BE any shorter?!"
Dustin: "Really? Do you have to stare every time he gets up?!"
Me: "Seriously, He's TOtally gay! It's like a car crash, I can't NOT look!"
I was trying to explain to Dustin that I wasn't checking the totally-gay-guy out at the pool, It was his attitude. "Look at him strut around this pool, bending over oh-so delicately to retrieve his tropical fruit cock tail from the waitress and shaking his hair back and forth as he gets out of the pool dripping wet in his D&G booty shorts! What an f-ing rock star! Who does this guy think he is!? Damn."
I thought to myself, as Dustin watched me stare a hole through his D&G's.
Regardless, I've got a major staring problem. If it wasn't him, it was the 6'0 tall blond with the flattest stomach I've ever seen! I couldn't peel my eyes away from those hot ass abs if i tried! I just stare OK, and it's rude and whatever but it's just a thing I do. Take it or leave it. Anyway.
(I WILL have the kind of confidence that Mr. booty shorts man had! I will!)
We had a great time at the pool, thanks to my super-amazingly-fast-runner/super tan-hot body/ Vampire Diaries loving friend Kacie who got us into the GVR pool Sat. (And we thank you kind friend.)
We enjoyed the heat, the water, and... apricots?!
Feeding apricots to mommy:
A congratulatory snuggle and laugh at himself for a job well done-feeding Mommy an apricot.
I, Hardly able to smile with a mouthful of apricot was bursting at the seams.
He is pure joy.
He and Daddy played with some snakes and jellyfish....
What a restful weekend (I had). Dustin was up at the butt crack of dawn Sat. helping my sweet granny move. What a nice grand-son-in-law...Sunday we went to the driving range with my in laws and brother in law and Conrad walked! He's so big!
Conrad is slowly giving up his "B".
But he did however point to each dog on his PJ'S and loudly exclaim,
So give the kid a break, He's adorable.
He can do whatever he darn-well pleases at this point!
His foot is lifted in the air because I said "Where's your toes!" Although I'm totally being ignored otherwise because Sponge Bob is on the TV..... rude.
(Can't a mom brag a little?
Other babies his age are saying "Grandma" and doing calculus already,
so I can get excited about his achievements!)