Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Right Name, Wrong Chromosome

There was discussion among some of us that the Vanover men tend to get in a yard-working mood around this time of the year. I, of course, commented that my Vanover does not follow this family trend. As it turns out, the yard-work gene does exist in my family, just not in my husband.

Gardening with Aunt Betsy. (And thoroughly enjoying
every second of being allowed to play in the dirt.)


Getting some practice time on the riding lawn mower.
(Already a better driver than Uncle Rick.)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh oh. The pic of my sweet Kathryn sitting on the tractor is remarkably similiar to a pose of her Dad's about 22 years ago. He fell off and had to have stitches in the back of his head. Luckily for me , he was number 4 and by then I was a pro with a wet washcloth and piling everyone in the car to a trip to the emergency room.

Lindsay said...

Yeah. That sounds like her dad. Do you still have the picture?