Jesse and Dalton

Jesse loved foster baby Dalton with no reservations about sharing his spot as baby. He just explained, "Dalton is a little baby and I'm a big baby."

One day Jesse picked up a half-gone bottle off the counter and said, "I'm going to feed Dalton."

"Okay," I said, thinking I could head him off before he reached the cradle. But by the time I got upstairs, Jesse had removed Dalton from the cradle, carried him across the room, and had him laid out on the armchair. And drinking the bottle. Jesse had it totally under control.

See his pencil-style grip on that bottle? We can't get him to do that for an actual pencil.