Sunday Best (one day late)

I was all fru-frued up again yesterday morning. This cutie dress was a gift from one of Mommy's students last year.

Ian and I have already figured out that platform play is one of the joys of being a pastor's kid. As soon as the worship service was over, we hightailed it up those maroon carpeted steps!
We checked out "Uncle" Oscar's guitar gear...

and peeked in on Preston playing in the drum cage (he's got a few years of platform experience on us).
This is Ian's "attack mode". He loves to tackle me, confiscate my bows, and tug on my little red locks. I don't mind at all, though! Daddy already told me that's how boys act when they think a girl is pretty.