Why....

As most of you know, Lolo loves to ask "why".
So today, we're getting some tile delivered for our screened porch area. As the bald-as-an-egg delivery man walks in front of us with a heavy load of tile, Lolo in a loud clear voice asks "Mama, why that man not have any hair?!"
To which I respond, "Everyone has different hairstyles. Some people have long hair. Some people cut their hair really short...."
Lolo interrupts in her persistent you-are-clearly-not answering-my-question-sort-of-voice while the delivery man is still within earshot "but Mama, where that man's hair go?!?!"