Lucy is the queen of Sundays. People just love a fluffy dress and when you add a little frankenstein running , disheveled hair, and plenty of loud yet happy trills you get a pretty solid group of admirers. I love it as much as Lucy; it reminds me to see the cute and not focus on the crazy that sometimes is. That said, while today did indeed include a cute dress it also included eating an entire piece of chalk during relief society and eating her way through the toole layer of her dress to get to her flower petals on the drive.
Side note: grandmas get ready for the best moment of your lives. Lucy now puts her arms around necks and squeezes for a hug. It is the best feeling ever. Ever.