“The Keeper” is 12 today. This is a name my father gave to Kate when she was born. I remember the moment so well. He was looking down at her so proudly, commenting on what a beautiful baby she was, then he said “I think we will keep her”. Hence the name. When she was about 3 I had a vivid dream that she was hit by a car, to this day it still gives me goose bumps. Today I watched her carefully as she returned the cart back to the store. I just have to give her the look and she says “ I know mom, I am watching for cars”. Kate is the kindest (not the cleanest) out of all four. She always thinks of others first. She would spend every penny she had on someone else. When her big sisters call on her to get whatever their lazy teenage bodies need, she is happy to oblige. Kate can shed a tear over any situation good or bad. She has really big feelings and they need to come out (definitely a gene passed down from her fathers side). This summer at Sylvan Lake it was rumored that a boy really liked her and was going to ask her out, she soon put a stop to it by declaring to the whole camp that “she would rather eat herself”. Life through Kate's eyes is a wondrous place that is full of true friendships and a large family that cherishes her. Happy birthday keeper... Now clean your room!
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