My four year old hates wearing clothes. Containing the primal urge he has to be naked is nearly impossible. When Jake is in his birthday suit he runs with reckless abandon yelling like some kind of warrior. It has been this way since he was two and is a need he has daily.
About a half an hour before bed I shout, “NAKED TIME!” Why can’t he get ready for bed as fast as he can rip his clothes off? He then insists that James is also nude except for his diaper, duh. If for some reason in the middle of the day I remove James’s shirt, I’ll look over and Jake isn’t wearing his shirt. It’s as if he’s waiting for any excuse that he can to be nude. While he’s sitting in a time out, it’s not odd for us to look over and notice he is totally naked.
Yesterday, after he finished a special treat (chocolate milkshake), he wanted to be naked. So, he stripped down and complained that he was cold. Um, hello? Instead of putting his clothes back on, he grabbed the nearest blanket and used it as a cape.
Today as I write this, I’m looking at him sitting in his undies. We have no where we have to be, so I’m letting him hang out this way for as long as he wants. I personally think it would be cold, but I guess if I was running around with the energy of a four year old I would be warm enough in just my undies too.
