Modesty, sort of

It was a sunny 68 degrees here yesterday, absolutely beautiful, so for my daughter, it's obviously time to take some clothes off. I'm in the yard working when she gets out of the car from the ride home from school.

"Did you forget something at school?" I ask her, because she has no shirt on.

"No Dad, I just took it off in the car." She says as she goes into the house to get a skirt to wear instead of her long pants.

She comes back outside, with her skirt in her hands and announces, "I'm going to change into my skirt... Don't look at me!"

Edison seemed as confused as I was about this modesty logic.