Maybe They're the Smart Ones

I don't know about you, but I can be a little judgmental when I see kids playing outside in nothing but a diaper or some underwear.  But now, as I have a never-ending (seriously, it's constant) cycle of washing clothes and folding clothes and putting away clothes, I am starting to think that maybe those parents have the right idea.

If you're not wearing it, you can't spit up on it.

Or spill on it.

Or get it muddy.

Or grass stained.

Or sweaty.

Or stinky.

Or dirty.

I guess maybe they're the smart ones.

And I'm the one stuck doing all the laundry.