Thursday, December 29, 2011

Christmas Card

If you didn't get a hard copy of our Christmas card (we didn't send out many), here's your very own virtual version plus this year's blurb about 2011.




Happy Holidays to you, dear family and friends! In our own words, here’s what is brewing in the Ware house.

Adam: Never in my life has so much changed in such a short time. Before moving to Seattle I was sitting in a cube combing through financial statements (bleh). In the last 12 months I've had amazing experiences delivering presentations at places like Amazon and Zillow, and I finally feel I might end up doing something with my career that I can be excited about. Business school has been crazy and has come at the expense of things like cycling and watching baseball (oh... and my paycheck), but I wouldn't go back to the way things were for anything. Still, nothing makes me happier than the sound of Sienna and Noah giggling when I come through the door at night. I hope my kids stay babies forever. Fortunately, I've talked with them about it, and they've agreed not to grow up.  

Martha: Around this time last year we found out baby number #2 was going to be a boy! No surprise to me, I could see my little brother, Owen’s, profile in the ultrasound. In May, Noah Hullinger Ware was born and he does indeed look a lot like a Hullinger. The transition to two children continues to kick my hiney. I don’t know how people do this. My only goal at this point is to make sure we all live to see at least a few more birthdays. That’s about as far as I can see. (I’ve had my own conversations with them, and they’ve actually agreed to grow up! Thank heavens!) In my spare time, I continue to blog, book club and try to get in a few girl’s nights. I’m mostly happy when there’s good food in the house, Adam comes home at a decent time, and I can get to the gym a few times a week.

Sienna (2 ½): I bonk a my noggin’. You have a some throw up in the potty, mom? I have a some throw up in my crib. Oh, Noah, you so cute! Noah, that is a crazy growl. Daddy, we’re best pals. You see all the letters, daddy? See a bus? See that bus? Bus? See that bus? Airplane! Oh, that’s a big truck! Garbage truck, mom. Garbage truck, mom. Garbage truck, mom. Clock! I have a owie. I hurt a my ear in the bouncy house. Go to a park? Have a some slides and some swings? We go to a tiny park? I have a rock. I’m not scared of a vacuum. It’s just noisy. We go in the alligator (elevator), mom? I spill my hot cocoa on a table. No rip a books. Yes, that’s very bad. I’m happy. Jump on a couch, Dad? Where's my cashew nuts!? You have a big 'ol yawn, Dad? Whiskers! You better run... I'm a get you! (She’s just getting started…)

Noah (6 months): yee-yee, gee, ga-ga, wah-wah-wah-wah, grrrrrrrrrrrr

Thanks for tuning in! We hope you have a blessed season.

1 comment:

Carol said...

Somehow I have not tuned in to your blog for oh too many months. I never even saw your Christmas card. I love you. It was great.