Where are your clothes?

Have you ever looked out the window into the backyard only to find your kid running around buck naked? That happens quite frequently at my house lately. Yesterday I found her on the couch naked eating from the secret stash of m & m's that had been on top of the fridge. Then she said, "look at me" as she shoved one in each nostril. So, since I couldn't take photos of either of those lovely events at the nudest colony, how about I post sweet Madelyn in a tutu bonding with a little dog statue. That works.