BTW, in case you've forgotten his name, it will forever be on the front (and back) of his shirt. And has anyone seen my hubby's hair? I can't seem to find it...
After breakfast, it was time to get dressed. He had all of stuff packed and ready to go, so once he was dressed, it was time for all the good-byes, good-lucks "I love you's".
Time to go... certainly don't want to be late!!
Is that my husband? Really?
Funny story... When we walked Joey to the truck, Taylor said, "Daddy, you know what's not fair? When we went to dinner with Mawmaw and Pawpaw there were two cops there and they had hair! But you're not allowed to have hair! That's not fair!!" Joey assured him that when he graduates, he'll be growing his precious hair back.
And for those of you who may be counting, I only teared up slightly as he pulled out of the driveway, and only once or twice as I typed this post.
I'm praying for you baby. I know you're doing great... and enjoying