Abby got a stain on her shirt this afternoon while drinking koolaid, so she took it off and sprayed it and left it on the washing machine. Then she skipped to her room to put on a different shirt.
Katrina, watching the whole thing, was horrified that Abby was skipping through the house without a shirt. I looked at her like she was insane, and told her that she did the same thing all the time, sometimes with nothing on at all! She said, "But I don't SKIP!"