You look gorgeous, daaaarling!


One day a box arrived from my mother-in-law. The whole family gathered around to witness it being opened. Once all the tape had finally been yanked off and the flaps were opened, we discovered…

a wig! An old, curly blonde wig.

“The wig. Cool,” my husband said. Apparently it had been a favored play thing among his siblings and him when they were young. Not having the nostalgia to go along with it, I was not so impressed. My six-year-old daughter, however, was very enthusiastic.

Unfortunately, we had already decided to go out to eat that night, and so my daughter wore the big, ratty wig the entire time we were at the restaurant. Let’s just say she turned heads. But she wore it with a perfect air of seriousness.

Nicole, mother of 8

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