naked

I have naked children. Really. Ask anyone who is in my house for more than an hour or so, and they will tell you that I have naked children. My kids love running around naked no matter what they are doing. Eating? naked. Playing? naked. Watching a movie or TV? naked. The Babe goes for the naked sneak attack, I think she enjoys surprising me. She'll just appear, where one moment ago she was fully clothed, now she has no bottoms. It's as though she's trying to see if I'll notice.

Anyhow, I don't mind the naked. I imagine it's partly my fault. I'm not sure if I've encouraged it, I very well may have, but I know I certainly never discouraged it, either.

The thing is, now that the weather is turning cold, I'm not sure how keen I am on the naked. But the kids don't seem to mind, they are just as naked as ever. I guess if it doesn't bother them, it shouldn't bother me. Right?