So the other day, a little boy that lives down the street from us (and also goes to Tessa's preschool) came to the door with flowers for Tessa (his dad just so happened to be pruning their flowers). The best part was that Tessa happened to be going potty when the doorbell rang. Oblivious, she ran to the door naked from the waist down saying "Hi, Kyle!" with a big smile and accepted her flowers. This will probably be one of those stories that we'll save for a little embarrassment later in life. As of right now, both kids were completely unfazed.