One of the great things about being a baby is that you can wear whatever you want to church. This is how Mr T was dressed on Sunday. He was a head turner for sure. Everyone saw him and everyone grinned. My DIL saw my eyes light up and my fingers start twitching - she knew I wanted to get my hands on him. So, I got to hold him through the singing. I did share him with the other grandma, but only for a minute. Is he stinkin' cute or what! I can't wait until the T-ball years! Jesse is pretty cute too.