Nekkid Sunday
Sunday afternoon is a magical time at Chez Oscar. He gets to help with the yard work (tipping over the compost bin, usually) and recycling (threatening to run down the street in an attempt to escape the horror of his home life), followed by his “big boy shower”. All good fun, but none of it compares to what comes next. Running naked through the house and settling down to play. He knows that naked time is limited. He doesn’t seem to understand why . . . the whole he’s not potty trained yet thing, which honestly isn’t such a big deal given our hardwood floors. Nonetheless, he knows he’s burning time from the moment I turn the water off. He now bolts from the shower without even allowing me to towel him off. It used to be a quick game of chase. It’s now evolved into a bit of a chase, but he knows he’s going to get a little bit of time, so he’s now moving into a bit of a routine of things he wants to get done while naked. Chase, then grab a book and read a bit, find his trucks and play, then on to something new. What was new today? The vaccum. Go figure. He hates that thing, but apparently all is well when naked.
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