If your husband’s like mine, he refuses to carry any sort of diaper bag. I’ve tried Camo messenger bags, hulking backpacks and indie-rock totes, but nooooooo. He has rejected each and every one. So when I saw the Dad Gear Diaper Vest at Emmy and Ally, it was like the clouds parted and all was well in the world.
When I was in middle school, I should have failed Home Economics. I burned my banana bread in cooking class, and the blouse for my final sewing project might have fit had my head been the same size as my arms. But woodshop–now that, I aced. And Aunt Ginny loved her new birdhouse.
It’s not easy finding The Perfect Gift eight times in a row. No wonder my parents always pushed us to opt for the "one big gift" on Hannukah instead of the eight little ones. Consider your list now reduced to seven.
I just came to the realization that the hooded towels Iown cover only about half of my 2-year-old daughter’s body. No wonder she’s always shivering after bathtime.
I’m a lover, not a wrapper. My version of creative holiday giftwrapping involves creating a messy patchwork of paper from mismatched leftover scraps.
The time has come for me to search for the perfect big sister shirt for my daughter. But, I’m not so much for the sparkley stick figures designs or the cutesie kid-style typefaces I keep coming across.
While it’s not indicated on our calendars, every parent knows that candy season starts just before Halloween, progresses through chocolate turkeys on Thanksgiving, peaks gloriously on Christmas day, and then trickles to a close with nervous dental visits in early January.
We’re all finally getting the message that sunscreen is not optional, particularly for the sensitive skin of little ones in our lives. But what about protecting those beautiful baby blues or greens or browns?
Lately, the SigOth has been dressing our daughter in the navy, red and olive garments that he’d wear himself. I’ve been insisting that we’d get fewer, "oh, how old is he?" remarks if we girled her up just a wee bit more.
The lovely yet ill-conceived baby book is almost a guaranteed shower gift. While we all love to keep track of the milestones as best we can, let’s be honest, those early days are exhausting. If you’re going to spend the energy keeping track of details, it’s not going to be things like "the outfit baby wore on her sixth day" or "the date he got his fourteenth tooth"
In most cities in America, the stress of getting into college is a distant second to the stress of getting into preschool. Because of course not getting into the right preschool will take your child down a path of misery, destitution, or possibly a career in fast food service.
If you’ve got kids, then you know what it’s like to have a pack of wild animals roaming around. They make strange noises, they eat everything in sight, and they leave disasters in their wake. Even little girls do it – if you need proof, I’ll send pictures.
Now you don’t have to feel bad going back for seconds (or thirteenths). Only 3.79 at drugstore.com. Now if only we could find the…
After the labor, delivery, and oh yeah, the pain, don’t moms deserve a little more than yet another six-pack of infant socks, or worse, one of those scary looking diaper cakes? While we’re all grateful for every baby gift we receive, it’s easy to feel a little, well, forgotten, amidst all the new baby commotion.
If I don’t absolutely adore an outfit for my girls, I don’t buy it. Not even if it’s on the five-dollar rack. But it’s not easy being picky, especially when you’ve been to sixteen stories looking for Just The Right Thing.
If you haven’t heard of Dan Zanes, you haven’t been through labor and delivery. Or at least not in good long time. While many families Zanes for his folksy, sing-along musical style, his "House Party" videos on the Disney Channel, and above all, his wild hair, Zanes also frequently lends his name and his talent to some important causes.
We constantly come across maternity tee-shirts with cheeky statements that try to fend off questions like, "when are you due?" or "what are you…
Recently, after confessing an irrepressible pregnancy craving for very forbidden spicy tuna rolls, I found out that I was far from alone. But only one thing was more comforting: A sushi recommendation that gets thumbs-up from even the most cautious OBs. Perhaps because it’s not actually made from raw fish.
Recently a friend of mine arrived home with her beautiful new daughter – a thirteen month-old from China. I love how she’s making an effort to help her child retain aspects of her heritage, even as she assimilates into her new home. A perfect gift for her–or any new parent, come to think of it–is one of the Chinese Satin Baby Blankets from Graceful Kate Designs.
We tell our kids it’s what’s on the inside that matters, right? But nowthey can wear the adage–literally–with the hilarious shirts from I Heart Guts.