"I Want to Be Cold"

And now, a picture-story of my daughter. Run along if you're looking for something awe-inspiring.

Every morning, Babygirl wants to get dressed immediately, unlike my boys who would spend all day in their pajamas if they could. As recently as last summer, YoungestBoy would wear his zipper footy pajamas all day, even outside in the sunshine. On Saturdays, I tell them several times to get dressed, please!

But not the girl. She wants clothes and she wants them right away. She chooses which pants or dress she'll wear and clutches them to herself while I carry her downstairs. Then, I help her get dressed, head to toe, shirt, pants, underpants and socks.

Usually, an hour later, the socks come off.

Today, two hours later, while "washing dishes" at the kitchen sink, she pulled off her wet shirt.

An hour later, she took off her pants after she spilled water on her lap during lunch.

Shortly after that, she said, "I want to be cold." Then suddenly, there she was, in her birthday suit, watching Sesame Street.

I convinced her to wear underpants and purple pants to bed where she napped, but when she woke up, she ditched the pants.

Then, she peeled off the flowered underpants and carried them over to her play ironing board, where she carefully pressed them using the steam setting on her play iron. Then, she allowed me to help her step back into the underpants.

But by the time my husband came home for dinner, she was nekkid again and no amount of cajoling could convince her to get dressed.

Apparently, among the youngest set, it is no longer fashionable to dress for dinner, if you know what I mean.