Our kids are such nudists. They are the hippies that Ali and I, being Minnesotans, never got to be. Today I had some stuff to do in the morning. When I got back around noon Ouest was naked.

Me: Ouest is still naked?

Ali: She was dressed. Her hair was done too.

Me: What happened?

Ali: She noticed Lowe was naked and asked, “Why is Lowe naked?”

Me: And?

Ali: And I told her because his butt is hot. So of course she said, “My butt’s hot too.” I told her that her butt was fine. Then I turned around and she was already out of her clothes.

(Note: Lowe’s butt is indeed hot. So hot he’s got an ugly heat rash. Ouest, not being in diapers, and always being naked, has no such problem.)