When my grandson was four weeks old we went to visit my grandmother so she could meet her first great-great-grandchild. We took plenty of photos because we had five generations together. He is now three months old and she just celebrated her ninety-third birthday. I especially loved this picture of their hands - his are soft, tiny and new and hers are a bit wrinkled, swollen and aged. Both are so beautiful and so very precious.
Sunday/Monday Posts - March 26th and 27th
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