There are days that just don't call for pants. This was one of those days. Oh, it started out with pants, but as the moments passed, we both realized that there was just no need. It was best to just let the legs loose to feel the cool breezes on little thighs and run around unabashedly half-nudie.

In a moment of candor, I must confess those days appeal to me as well as to my one year old daughter. This is why my front door is always locked. Visitors are usually welcome, but one must have time to pull the pants back on, if need be.