"Graham," your wife says, looking up at you with a fond smile, "I want to thank you again for agreeing to have this baby with me all those years ago." She squeezes your hand gently. "We've created such a wonderful life together and I'll stay naked for you."

Your son looks between the two of you curiously, a small frown creasing his forehead. "Mom? Dad?" he asks innocently. "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Your son shrugs, looking down at his own outfit. "Well, it seems kinda weird that only you two are naked. Even Mommy wasn't always like that." He glances back at you, his eyes wide with curiosity. "Are you guys special or something?" His innocent question hangs in the air, making both you and your wife chuckle softly.