Our little ladybug loved trick-or-treating and went through almost our entire neighborhood.
Assessing her goods once she was finally "all done."


Love to everyone...The story of our trip halfway around the world to Astana, Kazakhstan. You might ask, why Kazakhstan? It's simple. That's where Rylie was. Please scroll down to the bottom of the page to see our video slideshow "Bringing Rylie Home."
One year ago, we sat in a conference room in the Baby House and waited.
One year ago, our perfect little princess was brought through the door wearing a bright orange outfit we will never forget.
During the eight months leading up to our travel, I often wondered about our child. I wondered if we would be blessed with a little boy or a little girl. I wondered if our child had been born yet. I wondered where in Kazakhstan our child was waiting. Even though we had never seen her picture as we traveled completely blind, the second they placed Rylie in our arms, I knew instantly- this is my child. My chubby cheeked baby with dark, beautiful eyes and crazy brown hair was finally in my arms.
While we spent the next ten weeks jumping through the hoops of the Kazakhstan adoption process, from that very first moment she was placed in our arms, Rylie was our daughter and we were her Mommy and Daddy.
October 23, 2007


October 2008
Dear Rylie,
We love you so much and are so honored that we were picked and blessed to be your parents. We are so proud of you every day. We love the way you are so eager to learn about the world around you and try new things. We love how proud you are of yourself when you finally accomplish something you have been trying to do. We love how you love to play in the dirt, wearing pink sparkly sunglasses and play jewelry. We love how you give the best hugs and kisses. We love how you are such a good snuggler in the morning when you first wake up. We love your independent spirit and your desire to only do what you want to do, when you want to do it, and how you want to do it. We love how you discipline yourself by doing things you know you aren't supposed to do, and promptly wagging your finger back and forth saying "no, no, no" or running to the time out spot at school. We laugh how you discipline other people when you believe they are doing something wrong. We love that you dance whenever you hear music no matter where you are, including public bathrooms. We love that you say "hello" and "bye" and blow kisses to every person, animal, bus, and airplane you see. We laugh about how free-spirited, strong-willed, and fiercely independent you are. The truth is, it wouldn't be right if Mommy had a quiet, complacent child. We love how you are stunningly beautiful on the outside, and even more beautiful on the inside.
Before we travelled, people in the adoption world always told us that our child would choose us.
Thanks for choosing us, Pumpkin!
We love you,
Mommy & Daddy
Our favorite little gardener
After all of my complaining about how Arizona does not have a real pumpkin patch, in fact, I was wrong! We found a fabulous festival in the far south east part of the Phoenix area. We headed down there while Saba and Safta were visiting.
The festival was like a real Fall Festival- complete with a hayride, petting zoo, corn maze, rides, good food, and of course, a pumpkin patch.
And as seems to often be the case with Rylie, she frequently opted for the path less taken.
I'm not a big fan of carnival/ fair rides (and it certainly didn't help that while we were waiting in line for this ride, we noticed the ride next to us has broken down with kids stuck on it.) But this ride seemed pretty harmless, and Rylie is very into bees lately, so we couldn't pass up the opportunity! The second the ride started, Rylie starting giggling so loudly, and of course flapping her arms and "buzzing."
Surprisingly, Rylie was not very interested in the petting zoo. She was fascinated with being up close with the animals when they were on the other side of the bars, but once we went in with the animals, she was less intrigued. We ended our visit to the farm with a stop at the pumpkin patch.
Until she found the perfect one! (We opted for a smaller one to bring home.)

And just a few days after they left, we headed back to Maryland for a visit and to celebrate Rosh Hashonah. Rosh Hashonah is unquestionably my favorite holiday. Getting to spend Rylie's first Rosh Hashonah in Maryland with Nana, Pa, Auntie Bethany, Uncle Jay, Jordyn & Micah made it extra-special.
As the holidays fell on Monday night, Tuesday, and Wednesday, we were able to spend a few days just hanging around- visiting with friends, exploring the wonderful city of D.C. (every time I go back I realize just how much I miss it,) and introducing our little girl to the world of Fall- squirrels, chipmunks, acorns, pumpkins, stomping on leaves, playing in a shady park with a creek, Fall clothes, and more. While the desert has its own special offerings, there is nothing like Fall.Rylie loved getting to spend time with her cousins. The three kids had a great time together, and as always- when coming from the land of one story Arizona homes, the stairs in Nana and Pa's house were a big hit.
I don't think I've written about this before, but it is pretty funny. And as this blog will one day serve as a Baby Book for Rylie, it must be included. Our nephew's name is Micah. He and Rylie are together all the time. Aside from our family outings, they are in the same class at school. They play together constantly. In fact, the past few days when we were all in Maryland together, Rylie's first word when she woke up in the morning was asking where Micah was. Here's the problem... Rylie can't say Micah. She says the "M" sound beautifully- Mama, More, My, Mine, Marla (her teacher,) Miller (one of the other children in their class.) But Micah comes out "Kycah"- not such a polite word for a little Jewish girl to call a little Jewish boy! Lately, it has turned more into a "Kahcah" sound. We're not sure which is worse- a derogatory term, or another word for poop!
Nana and Pa had a Princess chair, a Dora chair, and an Elmo chair. Who knew Micah would love the Dora chair so much! It became a pretty hot commodity!
I love Micah and Rylie's expressions in this picture.
She woke up while we were walking somewhere around 12th Street and Pennsylvania and was on serious stimulation overload.We spent the day visiting the Natural History Museum, the Air and Space Museum, and a special exhibit on Jim Henson and the Muppets.
Rylie loves airplanes and gets so excited to see them. Here she is demonstrating what the airplane does while in front of the cockpit in the Air and Space Museum.
Love this face!
I couldn't resist this picture. Yes, I am a liberated female, my mother reminds me constantly that she "marched for me." But I still couldn't resist. And I love the little pose she is striking with her hand up and her left knee bent!
We had lunch while sitting outside on the Mall. Rylie loved chasing and feeding birds and playing in the leaves. 
Earlier in our visit, we headed out to Butler's Orchard for some pumpkin picking. The festival was cancelled because of some rain, but we still spent some time in the pumpkin patch. Pumpkin picking in Arizona usually occurs in Target or Walmart, so I was pretty dead-set on taking Rylie to a REAL pumpkin patch! Rylie searching for the perfect pumpkin- or apple as she calls them.


And finally, the actual holiday.
Rylie, Jordyn, and Micah on Rosh Hashonah
We had a wonderful time, and we were all exhausted by the time we got onto the plane. Thankfully this resulted in Rylie sleeping for the first 3 1/2 hours of the 4 1/2 hour plane ride!
Love to everyone...