Last week, we went to Toronto to pick up Emily from her time with her grandparents.
Emily celebrated by laying across me and attempting to cover every inch of my body with hers.
Her namesake and grandmother sat watching us, Emily's legs alongside mine, then noted:
"Girl! Look at how pale you are - you need to get in the sun. Your skin just looks terrible!"
Emily and I looked at Emily the Elder - puzzled.
Emily the Elder paused, looked at us both, then started to laugh.
"I forgot you're white! I thought there was something wrong with your skin!"
And the three of us laughed.