Grandmas at Church

I was thinking about all the Great Sundays I've had over the years at Church with the Grands. There is something special about being a Grandma at Church. It's like being a member of a "Special Club"!  My Grandson Sammy was born on a Thursday so I was so excited to see everyone that Sunday! Everyone was waiting to congratulate me. Of course I had plenty of pictures and everyone else had a chance to pull out their pictures too! It's almost like contest! Put a bunch of Grandmas together and let someone pull out some pictures! Here you go with the competition!
I was Choir Director at my Church and every week I would take a picture of Sammy and tape it to my music stand in the choir room so when everyone came in they could admire his picture. Of course I would always RUN to get him after church so I could parade him around!
One Sunday his Mom and Dad were sitting on the front row with him in church. I usually sat there when I was finished leading the singing. All I had to do was look at his Mom and smile BIG and she handed him to me to hold during church. When It came time for me to go back up to lead singing again I handed him back to his Mom.
Little did I know I forgot to take the "Bib Cloth" off my shoulder!! I couldn't figure out why everyone was laughing! My Son finally came up and got the bib cloth off my shoulder!  Guess EVERYONE knew I was a Grandma then!