Last night Mae kept bouncing in and out of bed. (I think the reason was that she ended up taking an hour and half nap yesterday. Unheard of. In fact, this is the first time she has napped in a bed in months). After about the fifth time she came out of her room she wasn't wearing a shirt.
Me: Mae why is your shirt off?
Mae: Because my belly is sweaty and I want to be like Daddy. He doesn't wear a shirt to sleep.
Later in the night. After Mae FINALLY went to bed, Pearson and I are talking.
Me: You know you are teaching your daughter to enjoy being topless. If she likes doing it when she is older that one is on you buddy.
Pearson: As I have said before, you spend the majority of the time with her so it will be your fault.
Me: Mae why is your shirt off?
Mae: Because my belly is sweaty and I want to be like Daddy. He doesn't wear a shirt to sleep.
Later in the night. After Mae FINALLY went to bed, Pearson and I are talking.
Me: You know you are teaching your daughter to enjoy being topless. If she likes doing it when she is older that one is on you buddy.
Pearson: As I have said before, you spend the majority of the time with her so it will be your fault.
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