Once upon a time I was asked what’s the first thing I notice about others. Well, probably the first thing is just a general overall “photo” in my mind of the person from hair to toe. But the thing I really notice, the thing that sticks with me, that tells me about that person, is their hands. Hands are very expressive – they can poke, hold, dig, show love or anger, tell stories, produce art and music, show confidence or fear, be graceful and firm, and reveal our thoughts.
I may be more apt to remember if someone I've met has nicely manicured and well tended hands. I may not remember exactly what they are wearing but I will remember if their fingernails are painted orange and purple.
At some point, when obviously I wasn’t paying attention, my grandchildren’s hands went from this
Seems to have happened overnight.