When the punk and I went to the mall today to kill an hour, I told him in advance that this was just a window shopping trip. No purchases today, except for maybe a Diet Coke. But when he saw this hat, he just had to have it.
"No, Punk," I said. "Window shopping only today, remember?"
"But Mom, I'm going to need a hat to cover my bald, white head when the sun starts shining and we are finally able to go for daily outings in the park!"