mulletified

Once upon a time, a little four-year-old girl who had brown hair past her shoulders found scissors. And cut that brown hair shorter than her brother's hair. Short enough that she was regularly mistaken for a boy and that her momma had to scotch tape bows to her scalp.

{I can't find the pictures right now, but I will post 'em once I dig them up.}

Well, that little girl grew up and had a little blond girl. Who today, at age four, found scissors. And gave herself a mullet.

Yesterday, she looked like this at the AWANA Wacky Olympics. (Thanks, Heather, for posting this on Facebook!)

And here are a couple shots of her being silly last night before she left.

And here she is now.

The long strand in the middle shows you how long the rest of the front had been.

Heather, remember when we were talking about having you take some family pictures of us?

Um, I think we might wait on those.

She tried to pin the blame on Napoleon, suggesting that he cut her hair.

She finally 'fessed up.

Evidently, her bangs were getting in her eyes, and she didn't like that.

I don't think that's going to be a problem again for a long time.