It's All in the Genes

Before Norah was born we wondered whose nose she would have, whether she would have my cheeks, Seth's long arms, or my thin lips (I was hoping for Seth's). Immediately after she was born we spent a lot of time just staring at her, trying to find the long-awaited answers to these questions. I think we have come to the following conclusions:

- my cheeks
- Seth's long toes
- my mouth
- Seth's eyes
- my bald head
- Seth's light skin

One thing I had thought about before Norah was born was my crooked pinky. I'll admit - I was hoping she would get it. I knew my mom and grandpa also had crooked pinkies, so I thought it would be neat, considering it is fairly inconspicuous, to pass it on to another generation. Come to find out, my grandpa knows his dad and grandpa also had crooked pinkies, so we know this unique trait dates back at least as far as Norah's great, great, great grandfather.

When we were all together recently we decided we needed to photograph the pinkies. Can you guess whose is whose?