So last Monday, Kasey went to her second dentist appointment. The dentist decided we needed to get rid of the paci. If you know Kasey and that paci, they love each other very very much. Kasey is also a stubborn child. You never “tell” Kasey to do something, you suggest or trick her into it. So I decided not to even mention “quitting” instead I clipped the paci’s one by one. She dropped the only non clipped paci, as usual she went to toss in it the sink and grab a clean one. She reaches in the drawer and “OH NO! MY PACI!”. Immediately, she knows something is horribly wrong. So she grabs another same thing! The child is flabbergasted and confused and heart broken. By Wednesday the paci is gone. When I come home from work Thursday and she calls “momma” from her room, I go in to find her lying in bed, she looks up and says “my paci broken”. I told her I knew and she said “oh no, I sad!”. The next day, I come home from work to find her with Kyle’s phone going through pictures, saying “oh no, my paci!” Poor kid is going through the stages of grief. My life is so much easier. My baby is even prettier and her speech is improving. Her heart my be broken, but it’s time and it’s for the best.

So today was Kadence’s last soccer and I must say she went out like a champion. She blocked every goal that came her way. Seriously she blocked some shots that the other coached liked as his defensive player and said “did you see that? That is how you block a kick!” anyways we were sitting towards the end of the field and could over hear the other team’s huddle. The other coach kept pointing at Kadence and said “look at her! She’s out her playing soccer with a broken arm, she’s tough, with her cast on, don’t let her get you!” I about died. And so would anyone who knows Kadence. The sweetest most passive human being ever with a very wide and extensive list of fears. Today will most likely be the only day in Kadence’s life where she is feared and viewed as a force to be reckoned with. Oh how I love that sweet girl.