Which means I adopted her about 3 years ago, when she was 9 months old. It's been quite an eventful 3 years. She has traveled all over the country with me, scared me with her major health issues, annoyed me with her food obsession, made me laugh with her crazy antics, and overall has taught me so much.
So, we celebrated with a very small family party at home. Her birthday was MUCH calmer than Jackson's, but she got exactly what she wanted:
1. A special dinner of apples and carrots (two of the only things other than dog food that she can eat).
2. Naps. She napped with me for a couple hours and napped in her bed under covers for most of the rest of the day.
3. Her mom! Ava loves Joe to death, but she will always be a mommy's girl.
Happy birthday baby girl! Here's to many, many more years together!