About a week ago I am dropping off Sohaila at Preschool when one of the staff members calls out, "Mr. Whittaker!!!" I got that wierd sensation I was in trouble. Well I was. Kind of.
– "Hello Mr. Whittaker. Aren’t you the choir director at your church?"
– "Uh. No."
– "But I was told by another mother you were?"
– "Which mother?"
– "Well thats not important. You are the choir director, correct?"
At this point I could’nt hide it anymore. I knew where she was going. I was done. Cooked. Toast…
– "Um. OK. Yea. I mean kind of. I do the singing thing if thats what your asking."
– "GREAT!!! Than you will be willing to lead the singing at the childrens Christmas performance next week, right?"
– "Um. Well. Sure. OK."
So in just 1 hour. I will be delivering the performance of a lifetime. Sohaila is by far the most beautiful girl on the stage. Looks like the Whittaker’s will steal the show yet again. Father, daughter. Look out Judds. 
You’ve got some competition.
Los