Shannon and grandpa playing in the mirror.
Uncle Tommy showing off the Cubs barbeque apron we bought for him.
Uncle Mike and Jen.
Shannon spent the first half of the evening playing in Aunt Anita's and Uncle Tommy's coffee table. A you can see it had a glass top and Shannon couldn't get enough of it! Does she ever sit still you ask.... not too often.
Even though no one in the family is any longer named Monaco exactly, I still call it that. Since the beginning of time (my time) we have always celebrated Christmas Eve with my mom's side of the family. Over the past few years that has varied on the actual day, as it did this year when we got together the Sunday before Christmas.
Anita made lasagna, pasta, and homemade meatballs using my grandma's recipe. We don't have that very often any more so tasting all the food brings back many years of memories of dinners, holidays, and birthday celebrations at my grandparent's house. It's days and moments like these that I miss them the most and wish they could meet Shannon for just one day. They would love her more than we do! My grandma could sew anything and would have made Shannon her very first Christmas dress. I guess I'll have to teach Shannon all about her great grandparents through memories, stories, and pictures. We hope to create everlasting memories for Shannon as well so that she can someday feel the same about her family.
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