2011 Christmas Card

Holy Cow! There’s just so much to tell!
Somehow I’ll condense in a little nutshell.
With so much going on where can I start?
We’re so in love with our three little tarts!
We feel so blessed to have them in our lives.
Doing our best is for what we both strive.

Rylee’s in kinder and doing so well,
She loves all they do even learning to spell.
Still singing and dancing at Proscenium.
Princesses, smiling her spirit blossoms.
She was the star tapper to “Lollipop”.
Polished and detailed she will not stop.
Donning her dress ups are her favorite part.
She looks so sweet that it melts our heart.
Soccer was fun ‘cause we were the coaches,
Yelling “GoShooters” and “tie up your laces”!
It’s all about fun, though sometimes tears,
Elbows, mean faces from those “other” dears.

Brody loves crashing with his little bike,
Into Rylee and Taylee and trash cans alike.
He gallops on fours in the street like a dog.
Barking and panting our silly watchdog.
He still does gym and is getting so strong.
Ask him to flex and he’ll grrrr all night long.
He hoards Disney cars and refuses to share.
Until Taylee scratches or pulls out his hair.
He loves to workout to be just like Dad.
Burpees and sprinting with nothing but glad.
Making us laugh though we want to scream!
He is so thrilled to be a sunbeam!

Taylee loves stealing cars only from him.
She too likes to torment with a sly grin.
Pushing her babies around like a mom,
And feeding them bottles she is the bomb!
She loves saying, “ticka-ticka” repeatedly fast,
When tickling someone with her pink CAST.
We’re three for three and it makes us just laugh.
Around age of two we can chart on a graph.
Taylee can talk and we love it so much.
She can communicate so now no more...Dutch?
Prancing around on her twinkle toes,
Trying to keep up with siblings that go.

Jon loves being “Pumper” on the big Red.
Kids pray every night that he is not dead.
53 Engine keeps them on the go.
But getting no sleep can make them loco.
He works so hard that we can not dispute.
Thankful we are not too long a commute.

Growing they are and too fast for my liking.
Soon they’ll be gone and leave our hearts aching,
For just one more moment to capture in mind.
Sometimes raising children we can be so blind.
I love them all even the one on the way.
Meeting and holding her will make our day.

I love the spirit that comes with the season
Giving and serving is the real reason.
We are so grateful to our Heavenly Father,
Giving us His Son, there is no love greater.
We love you all and miss those we don’t see,
But we hope all is well and you are happy.

Merry Christmas!!

Love, the Rudnickis
Jon, Kimberly, Rylee, Brody, Taylee and Baby Girl