Haircut = trip to bakery

 One time I took Simon to a particular place to get his hair cut.  He was so good for it that afterward, I took him across the street to get him a muffin from the bakery.  He remembered this for a long time and was already asking about his muffin when we were driving back for his next haircut.  He also talked about it all the way THROUGH the haircut and was practically demanding it as I paid and we left.  It gave the others there quite the chuckles.

So off we went to the bakery, where Simon finally got to enjoy his treat:

Plotting his next bite.

Diving in

Who, me?  I didn't do it.