
My grandmother, Minerva Northcutt, was a precious woman. She's been gone almost3 years now, and I still really miss her. She was gentle, generous, sweet, clever (funny!), loved ice cream and playing the piano. She died shortly after Arch & I were married, and I tend to think she was waiting until after our wedding to go see Jesus. Perhaps my wishes are biasing me, but I do think that my daughter, Lily Minerva, has some inherited "Minerva" characteristics, already obvious by her early age of 12 months 1 week. She loves ice cream, and loves to eat in general, she's funny, brilliant (really, I'm not biased), loves music, personable, good-natured and easy-going. The latest clincher that we named her appropriately, however, was the below picture of Lily M. She had her cup of milk, and asked for Mama's water, too. So she got her own water. And apparently, she, like her great-grandmother, likes to have multiple drinks with her meal. Maybe this is only funny to other Minerva-descendants, but this is such a classic "Minerva-ism", I had to share.