Situational Modesty

Don't worry! I've not gone off the deep end and decided to start posting "neked" stuff here...nor am I going to tell you to go out and buy some leathers and the mini-est mini skirt you can buy.  Rest assured people, we are staying fully clothed and in our right mind 'round here.  
With all that said, you're probably wondering where I'm going with this.  Well, wonder no more, my friend...


Many years from now two of my children will hate the fact that I've posted this story.  Alas, that does nothing to dissuade me from telling it to you anyway.  All good mothers need lots of "stories" about their sweet children.  Trust me.


The other night, "the little kids" were preparing for their bath. This means they were getting their clean pj's and undies, and gathering various toys to bring into the tub.  I was still downstairs when I heard uproarious laughter and barrel o'monkeys giggling coming from the bathroom.  Mind you, they were still dressed and the door was open.  As I went to investigate I saw them both hanging on the outside of the bathtub, peering in to see the spoil they had gathered.  They were excitedly gabbing about all the toys they had brought in,  and what fun things they were going to do with them.  Funny enough, was the fact that they had managed to gather so many things that there was barely any room for their little selves.  Practical, logical Mama entered the scene and convinced them to lighten the load so that somebody didn't end up getting poked on their somewhere, by something that was in the tub.  
Finally, goodbyes were said and toys were laid outside the door.  

Then, Titus shouted, quite suddenly..."Emily! You have to get oouut!!  I have to go potty!"  


She gets a shocked look on her face and reply shrieks, "Ah! I've got to get out of here!! Titus has to go potty!" ..and bolts from the room closing the door behind her. 


 As I stand there, a little surprised, Titus raises his eyebrows and says "Um, Mama....I'm going to go potty, can you go out?"  


..."Oh, sure, of course"  I replied, and out I went...into the hallway...with Emily.  


 Emily and I stood outside the door, she content; me? I just stood there thinking of the hilarity of these two.  


Then, quick as a wink, Titus popped open the door and said "Okee dokie...I'm all done...Emily!!  Let's take our bath now!"  


And into the bathroom we all piled.  As I ran the bath water, Emily and Titus quickly and without hesitation, or any hint of modesty took off their clothes and stood, stark naked waiting for their bath!  Neither one of them had any thought whatsoever that the other was without clothing, and just never you mind the fact that we'd just been alarmingly dismissed OUT of the bathroom so that Titus could "go potty" without us "seeing him".    
Ha!  It was too funny!
They both plopped into the bathtub and never again did they even acknowledge that the other one was being "seen"...they were oblivious.  It was all about toys, soap, and warm water.  Nope, no neked people 'round here.
So, according to the preschoolers around this house, "You're only neked if you think you are".


Please note, this is not a story with one of those life changing morals.  If you take this to heart and decide to do something indecent...do-not-blame-me.  This is only cute if you're 3 and 5, not 35...so don't go gettin' any swanky idears.


Cover yourselves people!!!