The Haircut

My son dreads haircuts. Rosie's salon required time alone with his blanket as he waited his turn today.

But once he silently submitted, he appreciated Rosie's candy basket. With both blanket and sucker in hand, our little cowboy/super hero was ready to show off his awesome haircut. 

Ty: Mom, why do people fake run?
Me: What?
Ty: Why do people fake run? You know, like that guy in the green shirt.
Me: Honey, that is called jogging and people do it for exercise.
Ty: That's weird.