Favorite

Last night, just before pajama time, we let the girls strip down and streak through the downstairs.  What is it about letting kids run loose like that?  It makes them crazy happy everytime!  After much tugging and pleading with her big blue eyes, we decided that maybe Piper was old enough to handle going without her diaper.  In hindsight, that decision may not have been our smartest, but it was one of the funniest streaking sessions our house has ever seen.  Hadley's long muscley body would streak around one corner of the kitchen island and Piper's dimply soft body would streak around the other.  Kyle and I watched with tears streaking down our faces from the living room couch.  After several laps of the laughing and giggling fun, Piper suddenly stopped at one of the corners, stuck her belly out further than we thought possible, grabbed her little buns, and then a very steady stream of potty showered the wood floor in front of her.  Somehow, in our weakened laughing state, Kyle and I made it to the puddle before either one of them could slip or splash in it!  I'm sure our tears nearly wet the floor as much as Piper had.

Upstairs in her bedroom just a few minutes later, Piper and I chatted away about the day while finally getting her pajamas on.  Kyle was getting a workout trying to capture Hadley, when Piper asked very seriously, "Hadee, bedtime?"  I'm sure she was wondering why her streaking days had suddenly ended when Hadley was still out hooting it up.  I smiled and assured her that Hadley would also be going to bed very soon.  I followed that up by saying, "You love Hadley, don't you."  And her response was simply, "Favorite."