As you may remember, Sabrina does not much care for pants. She'll wear them now, but occasionally she'll take them off. At home, I don't much care. When we're at Zane's office, I frankly don't much care either. She has a diaper and shirt on, and I'm trying to work. Forcing her to wear pants all the time would mean crying, screaming, and one big tantrum. And that's just what I would do. However.
A few days ago I hear a "Mommy, I naked!" Yes, she was. No pants. No shirt. No diaper. That one I was willing to stop working for. Hopefully this is a phase. A short, short phase.