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Thursday, August 31, 2017

Eight -- Did I just write that...

Eight. 

Somehow we let you turn eight. I'm not sure why, but we did.


Being your mom is one of my most cherished jobs. You pretty much challenge me every. single. day. & not always in the best ways but I wouldn't have it any other way.

This last year you have taught me so much about so many things. You taught me how to LOVE through difficult days. You showed me how to fight for someone you love & to never stop asking questions until you get the answers you need.

You continue to show me unconditional love & I am so fortunate for that.

You haven't stopped growing & you love standing next to me and announcing how tall you are compared to me. There is no doubt, that in a matter of years, maybe 3, I will be looking up at you.

You have one of the smoothest baseball swings I have seen in an 8 year old kid & I just LOVE watching you play the game. I hope that it brings you as much joy as it does me. & if it doesn't, let's talk.

The Rubik's Cube doesn't leave your side. You have the original, a 2x2, a triangle one and although you have only mastered the 2x2, you are determined to solve them all. It's only a matter of time.


If given the chance to play outside or play on the electronics you always choose to play outside. You could ride your bike forever and a day--you soak it up. If your aren't riding your bike then you have a ball attached to you---soccer ball, basketball, baseball, football, golf balls--you have no prejudice. 

You are the first to wake up in the morning and you never want to go bed when we say its time. I love how you'll come into our room, pull back my covers and snuggle up before asking to stay. I mean, how can I say no when you've already snuggled up to me? I can't. So I don't and you end up getting a few extra minutes of wake time -- snuggling with your mommy though. These are some of my favorite times with you. 


You love the color pink. I love that you love pink and you aren't scared to say it or to show it. 

You wear your emotions on your sleeve and I never have to question where I stand with you or how you are feeling. And I love that. You love harder than anyone that I know and are always the first to hug me when I walk through the door. You aren't shy about telling me, or anyone else for that matter, how much you love us. 

I promise to always love you, guide you and have your back. And I will do my damnedest to always let that sparkle in your eyes shine. You make life worthwhile.

Happy Birthday Kaden Oliver. May this be your best year yet.

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