G comes up to me and says, "Yook, dis hair just fell off my head."
It was a small clump of hair about an inch or so long, looked perfectly snipped by her scissors. So I said, "Oh well it looks like it was cut."
She said, "Well, I didn't do it."
I said, "Then who did it?"
She said, "Nobody. It did it byself."
I said, "G, scissors don't just cut themselves."
She said, "Well, den blankie did it."
After a few tears she admitted that she cut her hair. Thankfully it wasn't much although if it had been I could have gotten her hair truly cut. Then she asked me not to tell grammie so I am not going to do that. Instead if grammie happens to read this then she will know. I am fairly certain she doesn't so she won't know, heh.
Oh and G is a bit put out with me because I dropped her off at school instead of taking her to my party because Grammie told her I was having a party. Actually Grammie told her I was having a birthday but to a 4 year old a birthday and a party are all one in the same. Happy Party To Me!