I have to say I appreciate living in Sweden for its relaxed view on nudity and using nature to relieve oneself. Mostly as it applies with convenience to having a 3-year old during the summer in the midst of potty training.
We live near a wonderful park that has a fabulous wading pool that's the joy of every young child this side of Södermalm. It's irregularly shaped and built into the natural landscape and bathed in sunshine after a day at dagis. It's the natural weigh station on the way home waiting for Daddy to come home.
It's also where we parents get to chat with one another and build friendships with nameless mothers and fathers of the Amandas, Eriks and other children we know the names of. But that's another entry.
Often we go prepared with swim trunks and a towel, but more often that not recently we arrive as we are. And the Bean strips down and frolics naked, matching at least half of the other kids. Yesterday he even rode a trike around naked...albeit with sandals. And there's no scandal, no shame and no paranoia of the potential of lurking pedophiles.
The Bean is also succeeding splendidly in his endeavor to rid himself of the diaper. Consequently he has a frequent need to relieve himself. Thankfully the sight of a parent taking a young child off to do his/her business behind a bush, or at least up against it, is rather normal. It's made the walks to and from dagis less stressful too. Inevitably, somewhere about halfway between one toilet and the next the Bean will need to pee...despite having done one for the road.
Maybe it disturbs others who are not as familiar with the comfort of Swedes in the natural environment. Personally, I'm trilled.