Sophia and Edwin got the same treatment, but by the time Joseph showed up, I was getting three other children in and out of clothes and pajamas every day so he kept the same outfit on until it was either crusty or he pooped through it. He was a fall baby and warm pajamas and clothes for a newborn are pretty much the same thing anyway so it was mostly okay. He's seven and a half now, so I figure it didn't do any damage. Also, it made for less laundry.
Then it got warm. And somehow it seemed like too much work to actually put a shirt on, too. In reality, getting a two year-old dressed takes less than a minute. Put on a shirt, put on shorts and you're done. But somehow when it's breakfast time and you just took off the pajamas and took the child to the toilet, it's just one step too many to actually put anything other than the underwear back on. At first it was strategic - don't get him dressed until after he's eaten breakfast - but then it was laziness. And now it's just habit.
Edwin, who folds William's clothes, is entirely on board with William's new wardrobe. Edwin wears clothes for several days in a row to keep the laundry down, and now he only has to put William's underwear away. These days he gets his folding done in fifteen minutes.
But until then, we'll enjoy our resident undie-wearing toddler. I have to admit that there's something adorably cute about a two year-old running around in teeny-tiny undies and nothing else. I'll enjoy it now because I definitely won't be saying that when he's fifteen.