Nothing but t-shirt and undies all day...

My three-year-old regularly passes on wearing pants if he can get away with it (which is most of the time at home). He struts around in a t-shirt and his underwear and does crazy dance moves and karate chops the air. He puts his bare feet and legs on the couch pillows and drinks apple juice from a frog cup and flips through books, looking at the pictures and telling me what the stories are about. He sits cross-legged on the fluffy, red rug and builds Lego mountains or traces the lines in his tracing book or pulls out the fire station set and talks into the handset about the emergency his guys are going to go handle. He puts on his Captain America mask (still with no pants) and informs me that he is going to save the day, or one of many monster or animal masks and charges through the house, insisting I stay out of his way. Clearly, this kid is living the life. Most adults I know wish they had things so good.