Look At the Moon!

[billroper]

As Uncle Jeff was leaving tonight after dinner to head back to the condo, a stark-naked Julie ran out the front door with Katie and me in hot pursuit. She was eventually apprehended in the side yard of the house. As I picked her up, she told me, "I want look at the Moon!".

Well, yes, dear, but not everyone in the neighborhood did.

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Ah yes, the starker years

[(Anonymous)]

:::snort::: ROFL on your last line.

I've read about Julie's current fascination, which apparently rates its own chapter in some kid books. I don't have much of a suggestion besides practicing your 40-yard dashes. Just keep repeating, "We wear clothes when we're not in the bathroom." Or something like that.

Thank God neither of my boys seemed to need to be au naturel outside. I had enough troubles as it was (re: the dreaded potty).

D.