On Monday, November 30th, MPG decided that she wanted a new hairstyle. All she had to do was tell me and I would have gladly taken her to the salon. Instead, she decided to do it herself. She snuck her homework scissors upstairs into the playroom. I was playing with her and stepped out of the room for literally 2 minutes. When I returned I saw...the mullet. I was devastated! She had an awards ceremony coming up at school, her birthday party, her Christmas program, and her dance recital all within the next two weeks. How was I supposed to put a mullet into a bun? Since she decided to cut it in the evening, she would have to wait until the next day to have it fixed. She had to go to school rockin' a sweet mullet! Look out Joe Dirt...here comes MPG. See below...

One of the things I love most about MPG is her confidence. I wish that I was as confident as she was at that age. She could care less that she sported a mullet to school. I think she liked it! Even though SHE liked it, I couldn't let my baby go around looking like a little Joe Dirt. We got it cut the next day when I got home from work. She now has a cute little bob with layered sides. She says she's going to let it grow out again!

Gotta love her!!! :)