What Do You Do?

Twenty minutes before school started I heard Eva come upstairs to tell me that Mally got something stuck in her hair. By the time I went downstairs to help Mally she reassured me not to worry because she already pulled it out. I asked her what was stuck and she held up a sticky mouse trap. Luckily, the trap was empty and not with a dead mouse. I then asked her how it got there. She told me that she was playing in the pantry and she pulled out the flour and sugar buckets from under the bottom shelf and laid down on the ground. She managed to put her head in the deepest, darkest corner of pantry and right in the trap.
Her hair had a knotty mess of sticky poisonous residue in it. I thought it best to just cut it out of her hair and not chance exposing her to the poison.

I thought she would throw a fit about getting her hair cut. She seemed to understand why it needed to happen and she was a good sport. She was so pleased with the cut that when we said her prayer before going to school she expressed her thanks for cute short hair. Luckily for her she was blessed with a naturally beautiful face, to compensate for a crummy hair cut, because she wasn't blessed with a mother who knows how to cut hair.