must pass this on

Sunday morning was very nice, with great attendance at mass. There was the CUTEST little 2 year old boy in a pew in front of us. Elle and I looked at each other and in unison we said "little James." He was the spitting image of James...same hair, freckles and blue eyes. The funny thing was, every time the choir started singing, he raised his index finger and directed them:) A precious budding musician.