While I’m grateful for all the lightweight summer blankets I’ve received for my new baby, I still wanted something warm and cuddly for those overly frigid stores, restaurants, and my grandmother’s condo in Florida, a.k.a. The Air Conditioning Capital of the World.
Wee see a whoooole lotta onesies trying to track down cool products to review here. You have no idea how many onesies. Easily a million. So when we tell you we’ve come across ones that are fabulously unique and that you must click over immediately, heed our words.
There’s nothing more painful for me than trying to find a bathing suit that fits my new post-childbearing body along with my style sense. But I recently discovered Poppi Swim and Sport, and now I’m actually excited about getting into the pool this year. And no, I never thought I’d say that.
It’s easy to appreciate beautifully hand-knitted garments, but creating them isn’t necessarily a piece of cake. The mere presence of two X chromosomes does not endow a woman with a talent for needlework (as much of the CMP staff will assure you).
Year after year, my mother outfitted me in dresses that were fine for the classroom, but completely inappropriate for the playground. While all the other girls wore slacks and hung upside down from the monkey bars, I stood off to the side and silently cursed my mother’s sewing machine.
When your child finally leaves the 35-pound diaper bag stage, you’re left with a couple of options: Continue carrying the same gigantic bag even though you could basically fit your kid in there, or dare to toss a sippy cup in your purse.
Remember when you were little and someone introduced you to the local candy store for the first time–and they gave out samples? Free! That’s how I felt when I discovered Hip Young Parent: The Children’s Music Alternative.
I’m not sure what it is about the tie that makes us grab them in desperation for Father’s Day gifts. Me included. But this year, I urge you to return it–it’s not too late!–and instead check out the plethora of appropriate hipster dad gifts at McSweeney’s Store, the online shop of Dave Egger’s hilarious literary journal.
An expectant mother walks into a baby superstore…No, it’s not the beginning of a joke. Just the beginning of an overwhelming experience, especially when you hit the gear aisle. Which gadgets can you live without? Most of them.
Sometimes the traditional greeting card just doesn’t cut it. Sorry, but I can’t bring myself to buy some foil-embossed doily covered in melodramatic sentiments without throwing up a little bit in my mouth.
Confession: I admitto wearingone of my daughter’s hair clips out of utter desperation.
Granted I didn’t wear it out of the house (I swear) but still, there’s something to be said for sharing accessories, provided they don’t have Elmo on them.
With all the bells and whistles – literally – that are the hallmark of modern toys, I’m always happy to find those that put a new spin on an old classic without the use of batteries–or the need for a bottle of ibuprofen for mommy.
I’m all for hats on the wee ones. Warm heads are terribly important in cool weather and in the summer, no one wants a baby with a sunburned face. But why, oh why do baby hats have to be so terribly…well, babyish?
One of the things we love about Cool Mom Picks is being able to track down Barney’s (or fill in your favorite high-end store here) quality items that you don’t have to hock your jewelry to afford.
Babies do not need shoes; that’s an undisputed fact. And that’s exactly why I love baby booties so much. I mean, since when did accessories have anything to do with need?
Golf clubs, BBQ grills, ties and tickets to see his favorite team – eh. Let’s face facts, what dads really want is just a wee bit of quiet around the house now and then.
I have not been a mom all that long and already I’m tired of the same old images in counting and alphabet books. 10 apples, 9 bananas, 8 ducks…how about 1 snoring mommy? So I love the fresh take on counting in photographer Joanne Dugan’s 123 NYC: A Counting Book of New York City.
Ever since developing the bionic nose of pregnancy (you all know what I’m taking about, mamas) I can’t settle for any bath or baby product that smells less than amazing. Fortunately, there are plenty of options no matter what your own supernose demands.
If I had to do my baby shower all over, I wouldn’t change a thing. Okay, one thing: Instead of not so subtly pointing my best friend towards the invites that, um, you know, I wouldn’t mind her using if, you know, she happened to like them too…I’d point her to Armato Design & Press.
The toys are accumulating–if not actually reproducing–just as everyone told us they would. And now the toys outnumber the square footage allotted to keep said toys out of eyesight and keep me from going insane.