She and I talked about it, and I let her know that I love her and her hair no matter what. I felt like this was another one of those teachable moments for her, and by that I mean it was an opportunity to help her understand that she isn't defined by what she looks like...especially the length of her hair. I mean, if she doesn't like it, she can always grow it back, right? I'm a little ramble-y here, but I want to remember what I was thinking during this time 20 years from now :)
I'm so glad I didn't try to talk her out of this. She looks so happy!!!