...Silly girl. And sillier boy, in a minute, as his eyes grow dark and sad and he gets a bit of a foolish idea...

But he's fairly certain it'll make her smile.

Carefully he reaches around to take out her little hair beads, steps behind her and draws the hair back over her ears, works for a few minutes...

And that short, shorn hair now has the top bit pulled back and braided down. Just like their mother used to wear her hair. Sliding the beads onto the end of it, he nudges her in the mirror, smiling a little-- and then pokes her in the cheek with a finger.

"Very girly. See? Look at the girl-ness. I bet if there was a mouse in here, your high-pitched screaming would break the windows."