To the one who came into this world in a hurry when the doctors were not even set up for her yet and hasn't slowed down since...
Who looks at the clothes churning in the washing machine and says, "Look mommy- they're dancing!" and proceeds to spin around the room in her own interpretive dance...
Who is almost potty trained and when the mood suits her right will do it perfectly... and when she could care less, well- she could care less.
Who has a new phrase when she gets mad or upset about something (or gets in trouble): "I quit!" and stomps off (even when that phrase makes no sense to the situation)
Who is really into girly things these days- mommy's jewelry, flowers, My Little Pony, shoes, and her hair looking good
Who has the ability to bring two grown adults to their knees... in frustration, in exhaustion, in prayer, in laughter...
Who has made up a song to sing to me about mommy smiling when I get a stern tone with her or she knows she's done something wrong. (When she sang it to me yesterday Addison looked over at her and said, "Cadence, that's not going to work.")
To the one who brings joy, laughter, frustration, fun, and color into our home- more colors than the rainbow...we love you Cadence Faith Pate. It is as much fun as it is challenging to have you around. I find it hard to believe you're three years old. Your beautiful blue eyes, charming smile, and multi-faceted personality have gotten us all...
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