Family

I love my family. It's a big family, you know, but I was born with a big heart so there's enough room in there to love 'em all. And the things my family does for me, WOW! I can tell they really love me. I remember the day I was born - mommy held me close and my proud daddy started making the phone calls. When he called nana to tell her the wonderful news and finally announce my name (they'd kept it a secret), she was already on the highway en route for New York. Then, just six months after I was born, mommy was parading me around the country, introducing me to the rest of my family. I remember, she took me to Orlando to meet my Grandma Ryan, my Great Grandma Johnstone, and The Mouse! And let's not forget all the people who came to New York to visit me. There was my Grandpa Ryan and Ellie, my wonderful aunt Maryann with her kids, big Uncle David and Rebecca, my aunt Joan with her beautiful children and Chris, my Great Grandpa Giambalvo and Barb, and my special aunt, Aunt Tara. It was so special to meet you all and to those who are no longer with us, we are blessed to have had you in our world.