Libby's Hair Fiasco

So I happened like this: Libby was having a grand ol' time cutting up construction paper. And then she went upstairs for awhile. No big deal. But then she came downstairs and Eric and I realized she was missing, um, her HAIR! So we tried to keep ourselves from freaking out and examined the damage. It was far from what I could salvage at home. So we hopped in the car and headed to the kiddie salon, where luckily they worked their magic and she was soon looking less like a runway model and more like a cute little boy. So now we're doing our best to wear pink clothing and put lots of telltale bows in her hair.
So there's that.