The Naked Summer

It is hot in Florida. Really and truly hot. And then it's humid, too. We're having the sort of weather now that we usually have in August. Couple that with a lack of rain and soaring electricity bills - meaning no sprinklers, no hose fights and the a/c set very high. So yeah, it's been tricky to find ways to keep cool.

For me, but not for Kev. He has decided that nearly naked is the way to be. He runs around the house in his little man boxer briefs. He'd be naked if we let him, but we have to draw the line somewhere.

Here he's all dudded up to make pancakes. He's got briefs on, but nothing else.
He's our very own Naked Chef.

He's doing his summer work here - exploring patterns and shapes
using pattern blocks. Nearly naked, again.

And finally, because I reminded him that we had to go get his sister,
he agreed to put some clothes on. Before this, however, he was
working on his puzzle almost au naturel for a good thirty minutes.

On the upside, the laundry load should be a lot easier this week, no?