The scene: Our front yard. I am sitting on the step, Back Seat Girl is playing with a bucket full of water in just a T-shirt, Dora diaper, and sandals. (Hey, I'm happy she kept the T-shirt on.) She comes over to me and rubs her hand on my pants leg.
BSG: You all wet?
Me: Yep, it looks like it.
BSG: You gotta' take it off?
Me: (thinks she means the water) No, it's OK, momma's pants will dry.
BSG: (wipes her hands on my pants again, more wet spots appear) You gotta' take 'em off?
Me: (it's slowly dawning on me what she means) You want momma' to take her pants off?
BSG: Yea, they all wet.
Me: I don't think anyone wants momma' to take her pants off in the front yard.
BSG: (wipes water on my shirt) You gotta' take off yer shirt?
Me: No, honey, it's not OK for adults to run around in public naked. Only little girls and boys. Mommies and Daddies should keep their clothes on outside.
BSG: (running around the corner of the house still clad only in a T-shirt, pull-up, and sandals) I be right back. I gotta' go get somethin'!
Me: *glad we could have this little conversation on propriety*