We were just getting ready to walk over to our neighbor's house to play games tonight when Chloe came running out of her room and said, "Bria has bangs now!!"
That didn't really register with me as anything to be overly alarmed about until Bria followed her out with handfuls of hair in her hands. I looked at her face, and sure enough, she had bangs.
I admit, I screamed. Out of shock, mostly. Definitely not at Bria, although I scared her enough for her to burst into tears, which is really what I felt like doing. I gave her a hug, asessed the damage, got the scissors to straighten it up a little and tried to not over-react (although I think that moment had already come and gone).
Although she did an amazingly good job for a 6-year old (not too short, and surprisingly straight), she is not pleased with how she looks...she doesn't feel like she looks cute. But, she does understand that she has nobody to blame but herself.
And,as I said before, it's a good thing that hair grows.