*that* brings back memories...

We went back out to where her dad was, and I made a point of saying to him that his daughter, like my son, thinks it is funny to fling clothing all over the place when removing it. I am pretty sure he fully realized that I was in her bedroom with her when she changed.

...'cept that her mother figured it out because I was standing there, chatting with the mom, while being the clothes-hanger...