cakes

This is The Caker. Or you can call her Cakes. Being her mom makes my heart happy. She reminds me of a puppy: she runs around all day playing and exploring and then she drops at the end of the day from exhaustion. She wants to know everything and I'm sure she will. Sure, you may catch her drawing on the walls with permanent marker or squeezing all the tooth paste from the tube but she would give you her favorite toy or help you clean in an instant without a single complaint. She's the kid who always keeps things hopping around the Robbins house and we wouldn't be the same without her.

Love you, Cakes. *Squishes*

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