While in the shower this morning Aria crawled up on a chair, then crawled onto the desk to get a pair of scissors. She thought it would be a good idea to cut her hair.
She discretely chose a lock of hair kind of underneath her hair. When I went to do her hair and realized what she had done I had kind of a hard time getting mad because I realize it could have been soooo much worse. So somewhere inside Aria there is an ounce of understanding that actions reap consequences.
Oh but if she EVER does it again....
Aria was the popcorn police. Don't take too many, or else.
