Wednesday, June 20, 2012


Can you tell I am trying to catch up on my posts? I'm not quite sure how I got so behind. I still haven't even added our pictures from Idaho, I feel funny though because they have snow in them...and now it's June! 

My Mom and Gary were watching Aviana one night and when we got back to their house to pick her up, this is how we found her. I couldn't stop laughing. 

Rainey got another new bed. As you can tell, she has a way with pillows.

Auntie Amy comes over for Pie Night every week.

Aviana loves when she is over because Amy loves on her, reads her a book before bed, and is just extra sweet with her. Amy always has been.

Aviana's face is adorable in this picture!

I love these pictures of Aviana. I actually took about 30, and had to narrow it down to a few on here.

I think I got a kink in my neck after this photo shoot from turning around from the front seat to the back.

Rainey has a fascination with taking all the pillows and sometimes the couch cushions too and tossing them about. 


Rainey, did you throw all those couch cushions all over Daddy and Avi?

Oh really?

My Mom and my Uncle Roger's cousin, Sister Marie was visiting from Hong Kong over Mother's Day. She had never met Aviana. It was so nice to meet her. She was one of the kindest, most gentle, people I had ever met.

This was Rainey trying out her new bed.

Rainey, do you like it? Will it do?

Oh good, I'm so happy! It's officially Rainey approved!

We love when Rainey stands like this. All stocky with her shoulders out. I am always trying to capture this pose, and text these pictures to Dave while he's at work. She happened to be behind him this time.

She's our little brut.

Kama was our super model. So blond, so tall, so skinny.

Rainey is the complete opposite.

Exactly what we wanted.


  1. Your pictures of Avi & Auntie Amy made me cry. I'm having an emotional day today. My best friend of over 10 years committed suicide February 6th of this year. She was 34. Whenever I see pictures of you & Amy and your pie nights I think of her & I. "Wednesday nights" was our thing. That was her husband's pool night (as in a pool table, not swimming) and my husband's night to himself. We'd watch CSI, or read Star magazine, go shopping, or redecorate something in one of our houses. We did our adoption paperwork at the same time. Her daughter is 2 years older than A, and also called me Aunt. We were like sisters.

    I'm sure you already know this but you & Amy are so lucky to have each other. There are so many things that I wish I would have said to my friend. I wish I could go back in time. I didn't think anything like this would happen.

    I'm sorry for being so emotional. It's just that I went to her spot at the cemetery today. I ordered a rock on ebay and had it engraved with "A friend loves at all times." It came in so I went to bring it to her spot. My mom is babysitting so I came home and was on the computer and drinking my iced tea when I saw this post. And I just felt like I had to comment.

    I wish I could go back and hug her one more time. And laugh together about something silly. Or sing together again in her car. She loved to sing to music. She didn't like country music much but she had this CD with "Islands in the Stream" on it and we'd fight because she always wanted to sing the Dolly Parton part, and I'd be like I was Kenny Rogers last time, why do I always have to sing the Kenny Rogers part? Then on the same CD (her husband had burned some of her favorites for her) was Eminem's song from 8 mile and we'd sing and see who got tripped up with the lyrics first. She'd say "let's battle". ha! I'm digressing...

    Just wanted to say hug your friend and tell her you love her. A true friend in this life doesn't come by often. (But I'm sure you already know all this.)

  2. I love the pictures with Avi and Amy, too, and the ones in the carseat. I'm glad we don't have to pick a favorite. The quilt is gorgeous!

    Thank you to Channe for reminding us to never take the people we love for granted. I've lost two very good friends and missing them never stops.