I remember when my grandparents would come back from a few months in Florida we always got a kick out of "comparing arms." My white, smooth skinned arm was such a contrast to my grandma's tanned, wrinkled arm and hand. I have great memories being with them laughing about this. Here's a picture bringing me back to my childhood...it's my mom's hand and Abigail's hand...I love this picture.
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