Talullah had been asking me about the where abouts of her 'suitcase' for days. I was at a loss, knowing she does not own one. There are not many times she has even seen a suitcase of mine. One day, she comes running down the hall... "I found my suitcase, mom! I found it!" And she's holding her pink wig from her dress up collection. I tried my best to explain that it's called a wig, but she just wouldn't have it.
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