Dance of the Happy Nudist

The other night was bath night. (yeah for bath night!) and no, i'm not referring to mommy bath night, I mean little kid bath night so you can calm those concerns cropping up about how often i shower and how close you actually have to get to my person when we bump into each other at Wal-mart. :)

Bath night...a good thing. Bath time produces some of most ridiculous future black mail pictures in childhood(a good thing), occupies the blank space between dinner and bedtime (a great thing) and provides multiple opportunities for accidental drowning(a bad thing).

But the time right AFTER bath time is the absolute BEST! It's run-through-the-house-naked time!! yes!! (In case you missed out on the awesomeness that is the nudist dance; you must fling yourself from your towel, out into the slightly chilly air and prance about in wild abandon all the while screaming "NAKED!" at the very tip-top of you vocal cords...it's amazing. trust me.)


I'm wondering when we lose this urge to vault through the front rooms, in full view of God and everyone screeching on about our nudity? Told the resident head-of-the-wife I want to join in the revelry after bath and asked what he would do?...."Buy curtains." :)

So what i'm wondering is, is that another phrasing for "go ahead?" ....