My kids really enjoy being naked, perhaps more than other kids. Tonight, just before their bath, they were both running from the kitchen to the living room and back, naked as a jaybird, singing the following chorus (to the tune of the Spiderman theme song):
Naked girl. Naked girl. Naked naked girl girl girl.
Naked boy. Naked boy. Naked naked boy boy boy.
They sung it in stages like Row Your Boat.
They sung it loud and seemed to gloat.
They sung it soft, too soft to hear.
They sung it slow and loud and clear.
Sorry. I've got a little Seuss vibe going tonight. They actually did sing it in a variety of ways. It was as if Truman was a naked drill sergeant, giving commands for tone and volume to his naked, incorrigible PFC.
Does this type of thing go on in other homes or is it a certifiable freak show at the Hale house?