Who Needs Clothes

I was a fool to think Ella would never hit the "run around naked all the time" phase. It hit us like a freight train. Last night, Derek and I were non-chalantly eating supper while Ella excused herself to go potty. We were jolted by her return, naked, yelling "Look at my body! Look at my body!" I was giggling in my cup trying to hold back my laughter. The more I laughed, the more she said it. Derek was looking down at his plate, emotionally distraught, saying "Ella. Put your panties back on. I don't want to see your body."