So, Adam was left up to dressing Harrison all weekend, including the weekend. He didn't have to make all of the decisions. I left him clear instructions as to what he was to wear to each event. Just before I was about to walk down the aisle at the wedding, I saw a guy wearing a hat in the church. My stomach dropped. I knew that hat. And I knew underneath that hat was my husband's head. Of course, I love the hat, but not in a church, especially not in a church (and for that matter) at a wedding in the South. Later when I arrived at the reception, I quizzed my friends as to why they let him walk out of the house with a hat on...then, I saw Harrison. He had a matching hat on his head. They said he was too cute with Harrison. And he was. I could see how they were distracted by how adorable the Brantley Duo looked.