My most recent conversation with my 6 year old daughter, Arissa:
Arissa: Mom, can I cut my bangs off?
Me: WHAT?!?!?! Why on earth do you want to cut your bangs off?
Arissa: (In her best sarcastic, "duh mom" voice) Because I made a unicorn horn out of paper, and I'm trying to tape it to my head, but it won't stick because my bangs are in the way. So I figured if I cut my bangs REAL short, my unicorn horn would stick to my forehead.
Me: no ma'am, you are NOT cutting your bangs off. They will take months and months to grow back.
Arissa: -sigh- I guess I won't be a majestic creature, then.
At least she asked for permission first...right?