Tom watched the girls for a couple of hours tonight. We got home, they had been a little wild for him tonight. Some even wilder than others. Ruth got her clothes and diaper off. I went in, she had nothing on but the sock on her left foot and a smile. She was busy sitting in among her stuffed animals. It was like she had gone back to the wild, but the closest she could get was her closet.
I asked her where her clothes were; her response: "Clothes?"
I asked her where her diaper was; her response: "Diaper?"
We always knew those kids were wild.
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