The kids sometimes like to run around stark naked. Which is fine by me, as long as it's just us. DD usually starts it when she doesn't want to get re-diapered after a change, which is a good time to streak, frankly. Today, however, we were leaving for school and I didn't want to struggle to get her clothes on so we could leave on time. But I relented, realizing we could be a little late, telling her that I would set the timer and then we'd have to get re-dressed. DS immediately started shucking his own clothes because they like to play chase while I sing that "Streak" song from the 80s. It's a great family tradition.
After a few choruses, I went into the kitchen to finish packing the diaper bag and came out to find them getting dressed! I must have looked at them strangely because DD said, "But Mommy, the timer went off."
Sure enough. And there were my little angels--DD in a shirt sans diaper and DS in an inside-out shirt trying to pull on his pants sans diaper. Very sweet.
And no one ever told him about his shirt and he wore it proudly all day, having done it himself.
If you ask me now, they can streak everyday. Especially since tonight at bedtime, DS told me he had a "wonderful day."
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