How do I parent this one?

Greg and I aren't perfect parents.
Nothing shocking about that, I know.
But, we do try our best most of the time.
We have a set bedtime routine, we read to our kids, try to throw in a few fruits and veggies among the junk, take them to church, try to be a good example...try to be attentive...you get the idea.
So, how, might I ask, do we find ourselves in this situation...yet again?

(last week)

One of us is usually awake while the other is sleeping. It's just the nature of Greg's crazy schedule. Most periods of the day are covered...except for when I decide to shower and Greg is busy on a phone call in the office. When that happens, apparently all bets are off.

Such was the situation when Brynnley returned home from school yesterday. I was in the shower (Admitedly, noon is a strange time to shower -- but did I mention Greg's crazy schedule? I waited for him to wake before going for a run. It was too cold to take the girls) and Greg was in the office. Of course, my showers don't last more than 10 minutes (unless of course it is Sunday morning and I am trying to really wake up and get it together enough to get us all out the door and to church on time.) but Greg's phone calls on the other hand...well...who knows?

No, in case you are wondering, I am not digressing from the point. If you know me at all...If you've ever read any of my posts...you know I like to provide details. A lot of details. I have to set the scene....It's kind of like talking to me...never a short conversation.
And so it was that while I was in the shower and Greg was on the phone, Brynnley arrived home from school and promptly cut off a good majority of her hair.



Yes. You read that right.

By the time I came downstairs at 12:32, she was sitting in the rocking chair watching a movie with Kenzie....showing no signs whatsoever of her misdeed.

It wasn't until she got out of the chair to wash her hands for lunch that there was any indication that things were amiss. I heard a slight, "I'm sorry, Mommy," coming from the bathroom. When I inquired what she had to be sorry about, she replied, "I'm sorry I cut my hair so short."

What?!?

And she had.

Now, my issues are not necessarily with my girls having short hair -- although I do have my reasons for keeping their hair long.

1) Addysen and Brynnley were practically bald for the first 3-4 years of their lives. So, it is with some hesitancy that I ever said good-bye to any of their lucious locks. That and the fact that they both have natural curl and highlights which has gone the way of cheap postage every time they've gotten a trim.
2) Shorter hair requires more effort on my part. I don't want to have to actually "do" hair all morning -- and long hair speeds this process up nicely. (Can you say, pony? pigs? tree? or barrett?)
3) Shorter hair requires more trips to the salon (because I don't know how to cut it myself) which translates to more time and money. Since I only manage about 2 trips/year for myself, I'm not about to average 4-5/year/child -- at an average of $15 each -- that adds up. (I am willing, however, to make the sacrifice for regular haircuts for Cannon...unfortunately, he is not.)

This finally brings me to my question...
How do I parent this situation?

Brynnley clearly knows better. (Coincidentally, we had just had a "refresher" conversation about it on Tuesday when she cut a small portion of her hair.)

She knows that "we only cut paper with scissors."

She knows what she did was wrong.

So....do I continue to let her run around looking ridiculous? I'm not really one for public humiliation. And, quite frankly, although admitedly biased as her mother...she is still a darling girl -- even with her crazy hairdo. So...public humiliation may not even happen.

But, if I take her to the salon to get it "fixed" is that giving her what she wanted in the first place? Because she DID want to "go and get her haircut." Am I rewarding her bad behavior? Or do I try to cut it myself? Try to clean it up without giving her the satisfaction of going to the salon? Or, am I overanalyzing the situation in the first place?

Your thoughts, please.

PS - She did end up missing lunch yesterday and spent 3 hours in her room to "think about what she did wrong." Oh -- and to try and "remember" where half of her head of hair is...since we can't find it.

We've already checked the heat vents.