Anyone else need some Rogaine?!

Today Benjamin and I were in Wal-mart. The cashier who checked us out had very long "boy get that hair outta yer eyes!" sort of hair. Benjamin wondered aloud (emphasis on the LOUD part), "Mommy, is that a girl or a boy?" I quietly told him that it was a boy. I thought we were done with that conversation.

Fast forward to the drive home. Benjamin was listening to a song he really likes. It is by Ingrid Michaelson. One of the verses says, "I'd buy you Rogaine, when you start losing all your hair...." Benjamin says, "Mommy what is Rogaine?" I tell him that it is something to make your hair grow. He thinks about it for 2.6 seconds and then says, "Mommy, I want some Rogaine. I would like for my hair to be long and you keep getting it cut. I want it to be long like Miss Rue's." (Miss Rue is his teacher. She has gorgeous, long, blonde hair that hangs to the middle of her back!) I explained to Benjamin that Miss Rue is a girl. And guess who he brings up!!! Yup, Mr. Wal-Mart-Needs-A-Length-Of-Hair-Policy! He says, "But Mommy, that man at Wal-Mart had long hair."

Oh, the things that came into my head at that moment. However, earlier in the car ride we were singing "Oh be careful little mouth what you say..........."

Thank you, Mr. Fabio D'WalMart!