Alternately titled "It Was Bound To Happen."
Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
The other week my toddlers both held the small safety scissors during school time for the very first time. Impressed by their new found tool, Gianna especially, spent some time cutting away at scraps of paper. As a mother/teacher would, I explained the safety rules of scissors, how they should only be used while adults are present and we only use them for cutting paper.
I neglected the part about 'stay out of your older sister's room where you may find a stray scissors on her desk on any given day as she's always busy crafting.'
Fast forward, a couple days later.
It was Saturday and I was in the bathroom getting ready for my day when I hear the 3 yo tromping up the stairs. She burst in and with a chipperness declared:
"I wanted my hair to be just like Elsa's!" (we later figured out that she meant Anna's)
My heart sunk as I spun her around and found this:
Well, she kinda looks like Anna...
I mean, she's got the side swept bangs thing going on. Sorta.
And still, I don't think there's been a whole lot of remorse on her part as she swings around her shortened mullet.
I've kept it as-is even though I was tempted to give the rest of her hair a shorter bob cut. For now, my solution is pulling it back as often as I can and pray that it grows quickly.
She likes it because now she thinks she looks like Wildstyle:
On the flip side, she now as her Halloween costume all decided based on her hair.