I watched through the window as my son got off the school bus and walked across the street. I thought it rather odd that he was holding his hands up to his face, much like Macaulay Caulkin’s famous Home Alone picture. Intrigued, I went outside to greet him. When I got to the mail box, the cause of his shock became dreadfully apparent. There, at the end of our driveway, stood my three-year-old daughter, without a stitch of clothing on her body, in full view of the bus driver and all the gawking students on the bus. I almost wish I had just stayed inside.
-Becky, mother of 4