On Saturday night when we were down at the Vineyard Hannah and I volunteered to shuck the corn on the cob for dinner. I actually volunteered to do it because I have fond memories of doing it as a kid in Iowa and Hannah volunteered to help me.
Me: You know Hannah, there is a picture of me and Grandpa Dan doing this on Grandma Lentz's porch when I was a little girl.
Hannah: There is?
Me: Yep.
Hannah: When I grow up, and I have a little girl, I'm going to tell her all about sitting on the porch and shucking corn with my Mommy.
So here we are. Three generations of corn shuckers.
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4 comments:
Very cute! I love it!! (And you haven't changed a bit in the last twenty (some) years!
HA!
Omigosh. So cute.
So precious. Seriously. Has DAN aged, at all? He ALWAYS looks the same! haha!
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