I go to check on Ella after she's gone to bed and I've gone out and gotten a haircut. She's still awake.
Me: Hi, Sweetie.
Ella: Why did you cut your hair?
Me: Well, I just wanted to cut my hair shorter.
Ella: But your long hair was happy to me.
Me: Well, I like it short. And anyway, it will grow longer again someday.
Ella: Thank you.
Me: You're welcome.
Ella: It's not really pretty, but it's a little bit pretty.
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