Just like mom?

Once upon a time (about 25 years ago) there was a very little girl who didn't like clothes. I can't say why she didn't like them, but I am certain that she did not. Often the little girl would go play at one of several neighbor's houses. Her mother always took care to make sure that the little girl was fully dressed when she left home. Often the little girl arrived at her friend's homes (just one or two doors down) without any clothes on.
When someone in the family would notice the little girls clothes strewn across the yard, they would follow the trail in search of the naked girl. This was such a common occurrence, that the other grown-ups in the neighborhood didn't even notice it anymore. One day when the mother when following the trail, she came upon a neighboring mom and inquired "have you seen my little girl?"
"Yes" the neighboring mom replied. "She ran through my yard on her way to that house over there just a little while ago."
"Was she wearing any clothes?" the mother asked.
"I don't know" the neighboring mom said.
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It seems that neither one of the little ones like that wet bathing suit feeling. Whenever we swim at my sisters, their bathing suits are off before they get to the back porch. So the other day we all went swimming (even TODD!) and in the interest of time, I told the kids to leave their suits on till we got home. At least twice, each of them started to take their suit off. Then we got in the van and drove home. When we got home they all wanted to play outside - "sure" we said...just leave your bathing suits on, and then we will put your pjs on when you come inside. Todd and I were inside making dinner when Jacob ran in yelling "M - O - M" (why is it always mom, dad is right there...) "Cadence is running around outside naked!"

And she was in all her glory, too! "I'm nahked mommy!" she said, smiling at me. She got VERY upset with me when I told her that it is not OK to be naked outside. You can see that as I marched her over to the house to put her bathingsuit back on, she was less than thrilled with the situation. And this morning, Gabe was getting dressed and hadn't found a shirt yet. Cadence, observing the situation squeals "Gabe is nahked, I want to be nahked too!" and proceeded to pull her shirt off. Hopefully, Cadence doesn't end up like the little girl in the story, but I have heard lots of other stories about that little girl and often I think "Cadence is just like her...