Fashion Sense

This morning, as I was getting Blythe ready for church, she saw a dress she got for her birthday in a laundry basket on top of her dresser (I need to put clothes away).  She pulled it out and said, "Mom, this is my dress!  I went with Grandma Dawn and Baby McKenna to the store and we picked it out.  I took off my clothes, I put on this dress, and I looked fantastic!  I want to wear this to church."

So she did.

And doesn't she look fantastic, complete with her ice cream mustache?