On Sunday afternoon the girls clad in their swimsuits, had been digging in the garden and soaking each other with the hose. They were positively filthy, but my philosophy is a little dirt never hurt anybody. About 15 minutes before dinner I went outside to call them in for dinner. They were stark naked; filthy and naked. Once I took stock of the lack of clothing (which really didn't bother me because we live in the middle of nowhere and have no neighbors) I noticed that they were also filling a plastic bin (one that we use for excess recycling trash if need be) with water.
"What are you doing?"
LaLa- "Making a bath"
They really need to work on getting their stories straight.
"Why are you naked?"
LaLa- "So we can take a bath!"
"Why don't we come inside for a bath?"
The girls- "......" (it never occurred to them)
The Man from inside the house (peering out of the window) "What are they doing?"
If only I could get inside their heads for five minutes and see their thought process....