Five minutes ago Eliza was wearing a diaper and an oversized t-shirt. However, I just looked at her and she's now starkers. I had seen her tugging at her diaper but it took me a moment to remember she'd also been wearing the shirt and had gotten out of it, too. Apparently we have a stripper on our hands. She seems quite pleased with herself and I'm wondering if this is going to become a habit. Neither of the other two kids ever did this. EVER. I was still helping Madalyn undress when she was five!
She's now sitting on the hearth (one would think the tile would be frigid on the nakey butt), trying to put on one of her brother's deck shoes. I suppose I ought to go catch her before she does something on the floor that we'll both regret.
This is probably the extent of my entertainment for the day. Sad, but true.
Posted by Mary at August 25, 2008 11:03 AM
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I was given the name "Amber Rose M_____", and managed not to end up an exotic dancer. So it's only logical that there would be those without stripper names who turn out to have a propensity for nudity.
I shall keep my fingers crossed that she outgrows this before reaching an age where it is socially unacceptable :-).
Posted by: Amber at August 26, 2008 08:03 AM
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I canNOT keep clothes on my kids when they're in the house. Boolie's pretty good about keeping her diaper on, but the three of them strip down to their underwear bottoms the second we walk into the door. Every day. Even in what passes for winter here.
Posted by: Gretchen at August 25, 2008 06:16 PM