Right now my adorable sweet (*clear throat) precious little girl is running around the house naked with the exception of a pull up and  with a pair of her tiny little panties on her head pulled down over her face and she is peaking out through what should be a leg hole and scream after her brothers as they roll on the floor laughing at her.  What ever made me think having a girl would be easier and calmer?!  I better go see if I can convince her to put some clothes on.  It is going to be a long night!