Someplace I have a picture of my oldest daughter in the rain wearing only an umbrella. She might have been 2 or 3?
Young children aren’t always modest, and have been known to slip their leash from time to time.
But I don’t like the idea of a child finding their way into traffic.
Mu mother loved to tell the story about me slipping out of the house at about 18 months old. She found me with my arms around the neck of an English bulldog. He was licking my face and I was kissing his tongue. So began my love affair with dogs! :)