Happy Birthday Koda Bear!

That's right.  Today my little punkin' pie is 3 years old!  It really does (here I go into momma-mode) seem like yesterday when I got him.  Here are a few pictures of when we brought our boy home.  He was 10 1/2 weeks old, so a BIT bigger than normal little puppies when you bring him home.  But still pretty friggin' cute.  Of course I might be a LITTLE biased ...

And here he is now ... doesn't look like too much has changed does it?

(He's a bit of a mischief maker sometimes.  He throws fits when we leave ... or has parties, I'm not really sure, either are very possible)

(This is his "I want whatever you're eating momma" face ...)

Isn't he such a handsome boy?  Again, I know I'm probably biased but I'd go ahead and bet people would agree with me.  In the past three years you have:

*Stolen my heart

*Became potty trained

*Broken out of a perfectly good crating system on the first day we had to leave you at home (or so your mom and dad thought)

*Learned how to sit, stay, lay down, come and heel, both verbally AND through hand signals

 *Fractured your paw at 6 months old and had to be in a cast for 6 weeks AND sit still (RIGHT Mr. Vet.  RIGHT)

*Ripped to pieces probably close to $100 worth of toys (or more)

*Ripped to pieces two down pillows which looked like the equivalent to about 50 ducks exploding ... all over our house

*Ripped to pieces a pillow off our old Restoration Hardware couch which looked equivalent to fluffy snow-like cotton balls ... all over our house (both these times while Matt was out of town mind you)

*Gotten lost for about 30 minutes at Christmas while your daddy was home taking the decorations down and mommy was at work ... which was totally God's timing because I would have been a MESS - I was even after I knew he was safe and Matt was telling me the story!

*Gone swimming for the first time.  And were terrified.  And then were addicted.

*Held a dead duck in your mouth after your daddy shot it.  Much to mommy's dismay.  Sick.

*Become psychotically obsessed with tennis balls.  So much so, that it's the only toy we buy you.

*Become obsessed with the words, walk, ball, car, ride, play.

*Gotten neutered (sorry buddy)

*Eaten several rolls of toliet paper ... or just shredded them, whichever you choose.

*Kept me company on countless occasions when your daddy's had to travel.

*Become more calm/tame/chillaxed.

*Become more of a snuggle bug.

*Laid your head on my knees when I'm crying due to a sad movie/time in my life/commerical/TV speical about animals.

*Stolen my heart.

I love you Koda Bear.  Happy happy birthday to my sweet boy!!!  Here's to MANY more!!!