Overheard

So, the other night I had Tom put Jacob to bed, and as Tom was laying in bed with him, This is what I heard:
Jacob: Dad I feel bad for you.
Tom: Why son?
Jacob: Because you don't have any hair.
Tom: Well, what do we need to do about it?
Jacob: We need to go to the library.
Tom: Why the library?
Jacob: Because they can fix it. We have to ask the girls where the hair movie is.
Tom: OK, we will go tomorrow.
Jacob: Yea, I don't want you to get cold.