Me with the sisters I gave birth to.
Four generations. Three moms. Three daughters. Two grandmas. Two granddaughters. One great grandma. One great granddaughter.
You can probably see some family resemblances. Genetics is a scary thing. (Remember there are no lifeguards in the gene pool.) Only one lady pictured here can not hot dog roll her tongue. She better hope that the dementia gene isn't on the same chromosome, or she will be the only one to remind us when to take our pills.
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