Caught

Maya has a very cute doll that she got for Christmas.  This doll has, scratch that, had long, brown, flowing hair.  She has affectionately named this doll Kennedy, after her baby cousin. Today I notice that there are clumps of long brown hair all over the floor.  After I was assured that this wasn't Maya's hair all over the floor I ask:

"Maya, did you cut Kennedy's hair today?"

Maya: "No."

Me:  "So, who's hair is that all over the floor?"

Maya:  BIG SIGH, "Kennedy's."

Now excuse me while I go hide all scissors...