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.
