McNibs

I hope you had a most enjoyable Easter weekend.  We had J's son and family here for a cookout on Saturday, and spent yesterday at my Moms.  She prepared a feast for us, 14 in all, as she usually does.  In discussing the newest puppy, my brother helped us come up with his name... McNibs.  My Dad's parents, both Irish immigrants, often used the term McNibs as a catch-all term for us kids.  As in, "you and McNibs come over here".  It's one of the many things they said that still makes us giggle.  Maggie and Joe, the couple on the right, were a colorful pair, both excellent story tellers and quite the characters.  Mama McHugh, as we called her, spent her life as a domestic, and Poppy Joe, as a plumber.  They met at a dance in Brooklyn when they were in their early 20's.  They moved to NC when our family did, and were always a regular presence in our lives.  I think they'd be pleased at our choice of names.  Guinness and McNibs just seem to go together.  Thanks, Steve!