Sage never really had bed head. Her hair got longer and longer and still nary a rat's nest. But, it did start to tangle and she would scream bloody murder before commencing weeping and wailing if you hit a snag when combing it. I didn't want to cut it and neither did she (because she didn't want to look like a boy!). We tried braiding at night to limit the tangling.
This would turn out to be the first of many, many times throughout the winter that Ian would be afflicted with a 24 hour stomach flu that resulted in vomiting and diarrhea. Sage would soon join in this party, unfortunately!
Mid-November brought our first snowfall of the year. We hadn't even gotten the trampoline taken down. The boys had a great time jumping in the snow!
So, while I was in the depths of sleep deprivation life went on and it was different and good and bad and sweet, just like usual.