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.
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