The other day, I had one of those moments when I realized things were just a little too quiet. Upon investigation, I discovered that Big Sis had gotten a hold of the kid scissors and taken them into her room. She must have been channeling an 80s punk rocker, because she had cut her pants apart....

....And she had also cut her hair. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying as she handed me clump after clump of her long, beautiful hair.

Although the mullet was very nice, we decided it had to go.

Big Sis is now sporting a short bob that she proudly says looks "just like Dora!"

She couldn't be happier with her new 'do. It turned out very cute in the end, but we will be keeping the scissors under lock and key from now on :)