"Mommy, I wanna eat dinner naked."
"No, E. You have to wear clothes."
"Can I just take my shirt off then?"
"Uh...no."
"How about my socks and shoes?"
In other news I will be spending the better part of this morning incessantly checking my e-mail, as I'm anxiously waiting for an e-mail from Kiki about Uncle Steve's and her future whereabouts come summertime. As someone who lives in the same freaking county that I grew up in, I live vicariously through her country-trotting living quarters. I have given up all hope that she will move to the same time zone, let alone state as me. So, I look at their moving as an exciting vacationing opportunity for me.
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R used to do the same thing with clothes. When I said the exact same thing as your post title, he would come to the table with no pants. So we now added "no slacks."
Well, it appears I'm raising not one, but TWO nudists...I was air-drying A's heiny this afternoon, and she insisted on taking her shirt off as well. And since E has to do the same, I had two naked girl running around for an hour!
Better now than in say, 15 years...
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