When J makes eye contact with T, the cutest smile flashes across his face. When I meet his gaze at any point during the day, he bashfully turns up the corners of his lips.
But as I prepare my shirt for a nursing session, and he makes eye contact with his food source, he will not break his stare for anything in the world. On his face emerges the biggest, happiest, toothless grin that I've ever seen on a baby.
Clearly, we know where his loyalties lie.
Edited to add: My point was just proven - I glanced in at J napping in his moses basket. His eyes were flickering behind the lids so it was clear he was dreaming. Suddenly, he was grinning in his sleep. I paused a moment to watch because it is too sweet. When the smile faded, his mouth began to nurse. Ya'll know what he was dreaming about here.