After being knocked down by pneumonia and strep, my little Timmy is back to his normal mischievous self. He was being especially silly yesterday, stripping down to only a smile. Every time I look away he is cracking a coy smile and dropping his clothes (and diaper) to the floor before running around the house giggling. I should give him some credit because he always puts his diaper into the trash can when stripping.
I know that Timmy is having fun and his temporary aversion to being clothed normally wouldn't bother me. I do wish that he had chosen a better time to experiment with the nudist lifestyle. While I know that they don't attack during the day and that they only feed off victims when they are sleeping, I worry about Timmy being naked if we have bed bugs in the house. It just seems prudent to keep clothed until we are 100% bug free. Unfortunately my two year old doesn't understand my logic and perceives my insistence that he wear clothes as a challenge to strip quickly.
Although tiring, the battle over Hamlet's clothes is a welcome change from the worries of last week. He was so sick that he had us frightened. Compared to what we went through, running after my happy little streaker is a pleasure.