Today I walked into Jackson’s room and was overcome with the indoor heat, so I took my shirt off and opened the window. He came out of the bathroom and neglected to button his pants and he let them fall to his ankles while he tidied his room. We saw Sam passing by outside and Jackson called to him: “Sam! I’m not wearing pants.” He smiled and walked toward the window while undoing his own pants and letting them fall. Jeremy barged in the room and followed suit, discovering the airy freedom of pantslessness. Sam came inside and after a comfortable, content silence, we agreed that “this is Vermont, we don’t wear pants.”