Like this mess. Zoe Bug is still rocking at night, and waking up with this rat's nest in her hair. Awhile ago a reader suggested silk pillow cases to me, and she even told me where I could find them, but even that didn't work. I was so hopeful.
I'm so sad. Zoe Bug is so sad.
I'm a bit of a control freak, you may have noticed, and I've never let my kids out of the house without combing their hair. It's odd, I somehow feel it's a reflection on my skillz as a mother. I prefer to have their hair not only combed, but bedecked with coordinating bows or ribbon.
I'm starting to rethink that insanity. It's getting to be such a drag.
I'll try to look at it positively. It's like a perpetual crazy hair day at school.
I know. I'll improvise.