My daughter has a clothes fetish. And it's fast becoming an obsession.
She doesn't want to wear any.
Every morning, she'll greet us with happy noises, standing in her crib, proudly offering us her diaper, (Look! A gift for you!) her pajamas crumpled in a heap on her floor.
Getting her dressed isn't difficult - she doesn't kick or scream - it's just that as the day wears on she divests herself of clothing.
Like we won't notice.
It started with her boots. She would kick her boots off in the car and then take off her socks. I took her slippers to the babysitters.
Then...we noticed we couldn't put her to bed in a nightgown anymore without spanky pants. If she could get to her diaper, all bets were off. Then she learned how to wrestle with onesies.
She's begun to slyly disappear into the other room and stroll back in, bare chested, waving her sweater like a flag.
But this afternoon....this afternoon was the pinnacle. This afternoon....we had Nekky Baby Blogging. Then, we had Nekky Baby Laundry Dumping, followed by Kiss the Kitties, Nekky Style. (and the cats were sooo thrilled about this...)
I've begun to fear for her future reputation.