Apparently my two-year-old friend needs a haircut, but nothing more. He told me yesterday that his hair kept getting his his eyes, so I suggested we find him some gel to keep it out of his eyes.
"No, Miss Enay!" He said with raised and worried eyebrows. "I don't want to go to Jail. That is for bad people."
Language is so tricky. I've watched him go from babbles to complete sentences and conversations, but sometimes words just sound too much alike for the little guy. Good thing "haircut" is difficult to misunderstand. Or so I think.