Day 2... ding ding ding

Today was dads day to pick up Whitaker from the nursery. It was great. I wasn't at home this morning when he left b/c I was at church touching the throne room of heaven (It was great, you should have been here. It was great) and he was sleeping when I left, so I didnt get to see him. So I was a little sad all day, but it was all made better when I saw these pictures...






Yes it's true what the shirt says... Whit loves his dad (thats me)! When Kaycee saw his shirt she said, "Man I bet he hates wearing that shirt." Check out her blog to see pictures of her black eye. Love ya'll. Late.

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