he doesn't really have a choice in the matter. he was kind of born into the role of "best friend". but, he seems to be falling into this role quite well. he let sissy hold his hand...even after we caught her looking up at us with guilty eyes and his poor little fingers in her mouth. what a good sport.



he posed for a few pictures. to document this budding new friendship, of course.



i love it when sissy sits like this. she looks like such a little big girl.



uh-oh. wonder where she learned this?



and look how happy she is. she loves her avery already.