One Wednesday night while I was feeding the boys dinner, I turned around to see this sight:
And Jonah happily ate the rest of his dinner standing in his chair, with his pants pulled down around his ankles. The crash I feared never happened. Luckily he has good balance.
These days, Jonah would really prefer to wear no clothes at all. No matter the temperature. So when we spent a beautiful Saturday morning at Sloans Lake with some school friends, Jonah eventually decided it was time to strip down. He couldn't get his shirt off but he managed this. Little Tate, not even two years old, started taking off his clothes too. The two of them thought they were hilarious. And they were.
Pretty soon, Jonah's clothes were just bookends on his naked body. These three laughed and laughed while the big boys played in the huge spruce tree nearby.
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