"Paul, what happened to your hair?"
"I got it caught in this door, Mommy. I couldn't get my hair out, so I cut it."
"You cut it? Where did you get the scissors?"
"They were right here, next to the door."
Well, those are some honking huge scissors, and that's one honking funny haircut.
I had to laugh.
"Well, it's your hair, honey."
"Yes, and think of the money we saved by not going to the barber!"