bed heads.

Megan and I had a sleep over last night in my room, and when we woke up this morning, we had CRAZY HAIR.  I always have bad bed head, so I've pretty much accepted the fact that I'm going to wake up looking not-so-good, but Megan can usually keep it together.  This morning however, it looked like she had just come in from a storm with wind blowing fiercely west.  We laughed for awhile about it, and then managed to tame our hair. 

Love, Celeste.