Shirt and Shoes Required

Our morning routine often involves a small amount of television, allowing me an extra 30 minutes to lie on the couch and "wake up" (read: keep my eyes closed for 30 more minutes). A few weeks ago, I peaked one eye open to find Catelynn standing completely nude in the bonus room. Surprise! She has acquired the new skill of taking off her own clothes. Good for potty training. Not so good for slightly neglectful parenting. I burst into laughter, and grabbed the camera, which I'm sure sent her the strong message that this was unacceptable behavior that should not be repeated. She proceeded to stretch her bare legs by doing a few naked laps around the room, then peeing on the carpet. Suddenly, not so cute. About a week later, there was a similar incident where she was caught mid-disrobe. She had managed to unencumber herself from the pants she had on, but the shirt was a halter, and she had only finagled it to where the halter was around her waist, fitting more like an assless skirt. Oh, how I wish there was a picture of that. This time I thought it wiser to speak sternly and head for the bathroom.