Ava officially turned three today. She took chocolate chip cookies to preschool, and despite the fact that she said her “feelings hurt” because I had to go to work, she actually had a great day without any tears.
Tonight we took her out to dinner for macaroni and cheese. The servers sang “Happy Birthday” and brought her a huge dessert. When we got home, she opened one last present–the kite she’s had her eye on for weeks.
There were a couple of slight kite-related catastrophes…
But Ava recovered very quickly and had a great night. Thank goodness the terrible twos are a thing of the past!





