My Momma's best friend from her childhood (Deidra) came to town with her kids for a visit and brought my new best friend, Adayja. We spent the day at the beach and had a groovy time.
Although I'm already an expert swimmer (in my mini bathtub), my Mom insists that I take swimming lessons a couple of times per week. Coach Brian has me on a rigorous 20-minute workout schedule, two times per week (I'm ripped), with grueling drills such as dunking my head under water and tolerating silly lobster squirt toys.
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| Just call me Dexter Phelps. |
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| Post-swim lesson celebration. Respect the hood towel. |
Coach Brian recommends that I stretch after swim lessons. In typical D-Man fashion, I take it up a notch and stretch in my own unique way.
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| Feel the burn. The upside down burn. |
After the upside down stretching, I like to blow off some steam and take a spin around the cul-de-sac at an insanely high rate of speed, all the while showing off my ridiculous swimmer's body. Visual evidence is below.
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| You want some of this? Just try and keep up. |
In an effort to speed up my swimming sprints, my Daddy suggested that I cut my hair, which, I've been told, is a bit too long (what's a "mullet"?). My Daddy used his hair clippers to clip my locks.
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| I am VERY happy with my new haircut. |
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| Lola, check out my new haircut! (where are my pants?!) |
My Auntie Yvonne had a soccer tournament over the weekend. They were short a player. I'm a short player. Naturally, we won the tournament. A high speed camera was able to catch me in action.
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| Bend it like Dexter. |
My Daddy was trying on some new running shoes and I wanted to give the treadmill a whirl. I crawled in the wrong direction (apparently, the treadmill is a one-way road). End result: Boo-boo on my nose, as evidenced below (if you look closely).
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| Chicks dig itty-bitty nose scars. Right? |
Until next time....Dexter out.
