A story at what happened when I was 14 years old. I came home from school early, not realizing that school was cancelled today due to a important staff meeting. I was all tired with sweat covering my whole body and clothes. I was close to passing out.
One of the reason why a child or for that matter adult might feel uncomfortable is the inability to affectively communicate ones feelings. How many of you actually have conversation with your parents on nudity or sexuality growing up? I don't know how to describe that moment, but I felt it with my older child, so I've tried to not openly be naked around him. My children are of a literal world, so I have the double duty of explaining why people do things, and why it is or is not okay to do things.