Maverick: Mommy, you have beautiful hair. Daddy, did you marry Mommy because she has beautiful hair?

Robbie: Yes.

Maverick: (after thinking quietly for a few minutes) Let’s cut Pepper’s hair off.

Me: What?! Why?!

Maverick: I don’t want anyone to see her pretty hair and want to marry her. Let’s just cut it off.

Me: NO.

That big brother sure loves his little sister.