Naked Hudging

This morning Margaret asked to “hudge baby in Mamat’s legs a Mamat’s tummy?” [Can Margaret hug the baby while not wearing any pants or a shirt].

Which seems like a perfectly reasonable request once you factor in Margaret’s appreciation for baby hudging, and her lack of appreciation for clothes.  I’m not sure where her nudist tendencies came from, but they are rather inconvenient in the winter.

Anyway, I let her do it.

Of course, when you’re engaging in naked hudging, it is important to have more than the requisite number of hair bows in your hair, because – you know – that helps keep you warm when it’s the middle of winter.