Nov 24, 2014

Corinne's Hospital Picture

It just occurred to me that I never explained the origin of Corinne's name.  Those who know us well know that while it seems like we just name our kids random made-up stuff, that is actually not the case.  We carefully (and sometimes after lots of arguing about it) select a name from each side of the family for our children.  We see it as a way to honor those that we love and respect the most, and also a way to connect our children to their ancestors.  Anyway, Corinne's first name comes from my side of the family.  Corinne was my great-grandmother's middle name.  Her full name was Emma Corinne Price Roberts, and lots of people in our family have been named for her.  I guess her name is kind of like Grandpa Crane's...most of the kids in our family have a little piece of it hanging out somewhere.  Corinne was my Grandma Crane's mom, and my own mother really loved her a lot.  As a grandma's girl myself, I can understand having a special relationship with your grandmother.  I actually got to spend a pretty fair amount of time around my great-grandma as a kid when she lived with my Aunt Sally Beck (who is one of the people Cille is named for).  When I was a little kid great-grandma could still get around well enough to bake us chocolate pies when we visited her house on the lake and knock locusts shells out of trees with her broom when my cousins and I wanted to use them to make "Locust Salad" in the old Radio Flyer wagon at my grandparents' house.  After she moved in with Aunt Sally she had entered the stage of life in which she would cocoon herself in her room in July with a space heater blasting away on high, or sometimes go sit in the hot cars parked in the driveway in an effort to stay warm.  She would also say hilarious things like, "That man I was married to...what was his name?" and "Oh, hello, fill-in-the-blank.  I didn't know you were here," to people who indeed were not there. It was a little sad but also pretty amusing because you never knew what she was gonna come up with.  I did have a few reservations about naming a child for her, because it is a well-known fact that she was not a fan of my grandpa.  This quality in anyone is a major strike against them in my book, because my grandpa is one of my favorite people in the world.  Her objections to him stemmed from her desire that my grandma marry someone with what she felt to be the appropriate level of social status.  Legend has it that Corinne even visited my grandpa's house prior to his marriage in an attempt to dissuade him from marrying her daughter.  According to Grandpa, after hurling just about every insult she could think of regarding him and my grandmother, she stomped out onto the front step and over her shoulder fired her parting shot: "Well, I hope you realize, she CAN'T cook!"  His response was probably one of his best ever, and he's had some doozies.  (Like the time they asked him if he wanted to have his picture taken with former president Bill Clinton and he replied, "No. thanks.  I'm good."  But I digress...) He simply said, "Well, I CAN!" and slammed the door in her face.  On their first trip to the grocery store he bought my grandma a cookbook, and she did indeed use it to become a pretty great cook, in my opinion.  For their anniversary one year he had the worn-out cookbook rebound.  My mom has it now and it is definitely a family treasure and a great reminder that a marriage is between the people in it and outside opinions don't amount to a hill of beans.  All that to say, I realize as a parent that my great-grandmother felt that she had her daughter's best interests in mind, and I can respect that desire for the best for your child.  The only sad part was that she didn't recognize that Grandpa was part of God's best plan for my grandma.  Their story is a great reminder to me that it's not where you've been that is important, it's where you're going.  I know that God has a great plan for our Corinne, and I pray for wisdom as we try to guide her down His perfect path for her life.  Oh, and Corinne is a name of French origin, which is a nice connection to Damon's ancestors.  It means "maiden." 

Corinne's middle name is Ruth.  This one is easier to explain.  Ruth is my mother-in-law's middle name.  It is pretty obviously of Hebrew origin and means "compassionate friend." I love that it is the Biblical name of a lady who loved her mother-in-law a lot.  I know that the very words "mother-in-law" strike fear and trepidation in the hearts of millions of married folks, but I have been extremely blessed in my marriage to gain a mother-in-law who is truly a compassionate friend.  Ms. Clara has always treated me more like her own child than an in-law.  Considering that Damon and I started dating when I was only 19 years old, there was plenty of raising still to do on me and she was up to the task.  She is always there for us when we need her.  She has the biggest heart, and loves her family above everything else.  I am so thankful that God blessed me with a mother-in-law that I actually look forward to spending time with, and gave my children a Mawmaw who they know loves them no matter what.  She has so many wonderful qualities, and I hope that Corinne inherits her tenderness, enthusiasm, and fun-loving spirit.  I am also very thankful that she refrains from pointing out to her son that, "She CAN'T cook!" because I truly cannot.  Good thing Damon loves take-out.

So without further ado, I would like to introduce Miss Corinne Ruth Pourciau in her official hospital photograph...



We love you, Corinne!

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