on child nudity

mr. flea asked me this morning if when I was a kid, my siblings and I were naked as often as our kids are.

I pointed out that we live in Georgia, and when I was Casper's age I lived in Maine, so temperature alone inclines my kids to nudity. (They have been sleeping naked a lot.)

But even in Maine, we had a post-bath ritual called Naked Olympics, and one of the darlingest photos of my siblings has an under-two year old brother brushing his teeth bottomless, while sister is topless. I guess nudity is kind of a cultural thing in my family.

(Needless to say, mr. flea's family are NOT Naked People.)