I guess the fun of getting haircuts and having everyone tell you how cute it is got to Victoria's head. Tonight I sent her into the house to go potty while we were outside playing. She didn't come back outside. I went inside and found a pile of hair in the bathroom and no Victoria. Needless to say the pile of hair concerned me, and I started searching for Victoria. When she finally emerged, I was relieved that it wasn't toooo bad... I guess we all have to go through some things. I remember trying to trim my bangs and how I couldn't get them straight, so they kept getting shorter and shorter and shorter, until I was really embarrassed. Oh well, I'm glad hair grows back. When I asked her why she did it, she said, "I thought it would make me cuter."