The 6yo was grumpy coming home from school. The girls are chasing him to try and catch him to kiss him.
'Can I have all my curls cut off?' he asked.
'Sure, if you want,' I said, meaning no. 'But why?'
'So the girls don't recognise me.'
'Ah good point. Maybe you could get an invisibility cloak?' I suggested, feeling tres literary and yet child-orientated...
'No,' he said, deadly serious. 'You're not allowed those at school...'