When my brother was two he stripped off all his clothes and hopped into a pool with the little girl down the street. Then (late 70’s) it was just funny, now he’d probably get arrested.
My younger brother had a friend around his age when he was about 13. The kid was visiting and apparently had gone behind our garage to relieve himself. The area he had chosen was between the garage and a hedge that met the neighbor’s fence.
It was not a terribly tall hedge, but you would not have been able to see him from the neck down if you were in the neighboring yard...unless you were looking from the second floor, which, apparently the woman next door had been doing. She called my mother to complain that the kid was outside “exposing himself”!
My mother, who had already raised my older brothers, knew perfectly well what was going on, and she handled the call well, but she was just astounded at the fact that this woman would react this way because the grumpy neighbor had raised 4 children of her own, and 3 of them were boys.