WWD: A Horse Is A Horse

Pardon my French, but what the FUCK are my kids doing up before SIX A.M.????? As Danny Glover once so eloquently said, "I'm getting too old for this shit."

I walked into the kitchen and saw this little horse lying on the floor, looking forlorn, so I thought I'd invite him to participate in the morning photo shoot.

He did a pretty good job, for a rookie.

A little standoffish here though, wouldn't you say?

Oh no you did NOT just raise your tail and fart in my general direction.

Okay, we've made up here and are doing our "Cagney & Lacey" stance.

Dude - do NOT drop a deuce while you're up there.

 

A lil Captain Morgan in the morning never hurt anyone.

I'm so nice I even airbrushed the horse.

His coat looks FLAWLESS.

What would we doooo, baby, without us????

Just wanted to point two non-horse-related items out. One, when Simon saw my skirt this morning before work, he said, "Mommy has knee-bones on her skirt!" because that's what they call skeletons, since I showed them the old cartoon of "the knee bone's connected to the shin bone..." yada yada yada. 

Secondly, the two scabs on my actual knee bones? Rug burns. HEY - NOT FROM THAT! Get yo dirty mind out the gutter. They are from a bodyrock work out I did where SOMEONE (this guy) was doing one-armed push-ups. Granted, they were one-armed push-ups on my knees, but I'm kind of proud of my war wounds. Have you ever tried one-armed push-ups? They're effing DIFFICULT. The first one down I almost face-planted, until I figured out how to keep my balance in check (balance is NOT one of my strong suits). Anyhoozle, if you want to try the workout, you can find it here.

Shirt: F21
Skirt: Target, thrifted
Shoes: Thrifted
Necklace: Design Spark
Bracelets: Charming Charlie's (cuff); friendship bracelet, friend

Merci!
Shan