She's Such a Cut-up!

Thursday evening in preparation for her big Christmas Program show, I took her to get her hair trimmed.  We had been trying to get her in to see either my sister-in-law or our close friend, both of whom usually cut Bean's hair but with me only remembering that she needed a haircut at usually 9pm each night, we hadn't hooked up with either of these fine ladies.

So I swung by a Great Clips and that was fine for a bang trim.  She looked cute and the best part, she could see again without having to sweep aside her hair ala Justin Bieber.  We were all set for the next day.

Or so I thought.

That night, Bean took a shower in our bedroom and I thought Hubz was watching her.  I thought wrong.

Hubz was watching the inside of his own eyelids after falling asleep on the bed during a football game.

Somehow Bean found a small pair of scissors I keep in the bathroom, not sure how she climbed her way up to them though.

And she created this...

I asked her upon discovery of this most heinous of hair-dos why she did it.  She told me she did not like the way the "other girl" cut her hair.  And THIS is so much better????

If I had known she was capable of this, I would have saved the $11 at Great Clips.

What can you do to fix it was my first thought?  I wanted to get my sister-in-law on the phone or on the way to our house to fix this...this...experiment...but wound up sending Bean off to bed while I sobbed.

How do you fix that?  I don't think it's fixable.

Wait...

...I found a bow....

There!  Fixed it!