Last night we went to an older woman's house to drop something off. Lincoln wanted to come to the door with me, but I encouraged him to stay in the car with David. I hurried to the door to drop off the item and ran back to the car. When I got in Lincoln asked, "what did that lady's face look like?" I told him that she is a pretty lady with a nice face. Then he asked, "does she have roots on her face?" Confused I asked him hat he meant. He said, "sometimes old people have roots in their face." I giggled as I realized that he was referring to wrinkles.
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