PJ: I'm getting my hair cut today Nana.
Nana: Really? Are you going to get a spike?
PJ (giggling): Nooooo, Nana, I'm not getting a spike!
4:00pm, local hair salon. PJ is sitting in the hairdresser's chair.
Hairdresser: What are we doing today, PJ?
PJ: You're cutting my hair.
Me: Short back and sides, please. A little off the top.
4:07pm, local hair salon.
PJ(entirely without prompting): Can I have a spike please?
Hairdresser: Sure thing!!
Dis one's for the lay-dees....
Yeah, thanks for that, Nana.