Naked Gun(s) 1 1/2

For awhile, all Lindsay wanted to do was put more clothes on. She was constantly pulling on more layers of clothes by wearing onesies as pants or pants on her arms. Other than the fact that it was often the clothes I was trying to fold, it was a pretty cute habit.

In the last few weeks, that layering habit is no longer. Now it is a naked habit. She can't get her shirts off yet, but she is constantly pulling her pants down and even more often, completely removing her pajamas. This is what I walked into one morning when she woke up:

The pants coming off is really an interesting move. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to it. Kitchen? Pants come off. Watching cartoons? Pants come off. Picking up toys? Pants come off.

That is Lindsay on Christmas morning. She can't even keep her pants on for Jesus. Although, in her defense, tights are REALLY uncomfortable.

Now the pants is one thing, but the pajamas are a whole different ballgame. It's gotten to the point where we try not to put her pajamas on until right before bed because she'll just take them off and run around naked anyway. But the funniest thing is when she just unzips the front and walks around like some white-trash king. I feel like if we gave her a gold chain, she'd be pulling the look off perfectly. Check it out:

It's all fun and games for now, but I'm only giving it until preschool. She's not leaving the house if the tendencies continue at that point.