Brag book lite

Brag book lite

My husband is a photographer, and the good news is that we have countless professional-quality photographs of the kids. The bad news is that almost all of them exist only on my husband’s computer. Ahem. Because just as the shoemaker’s children go barefoot,...
Sugar mama

Sugar mama

Summer’s here, and I’m getting ready to bare some skin. Along with sit ups, a quickie pedicure and hedge clippers (you know what I mean), I’ve added The Spoiled Mama Orange and Chamomile Sugar Scrub to my bag of tricks. In those fleeting moments I...
Keepsake jewelry in unexpected places

Keepsake jewelry in unexpected places

I’m a complete sucker for keepsake jewelry, but not enough to sacrifice my style. These days, there are plenty of keepsake necklace options, but not so many keepsake bracelets in a style that I would actually wear around my wrist. But when I found the...
Stop. Hammer time.

Stop. Hammer time.

I don’t consider myself to be particularly girlie, but when I was forced to install the safety gate at the top of our staircase, I realized that my screwdriver and wrench skills were not on the level with say, my straightening iron skills. I hope it...
The skull’s the limit

The skull’s the limit

Just when we think we’re over the skull trend, something cute comes along and makes us go aw okay — just one more. And right in time, because skulls are coming back to kidswear with a vengeance this fall from what we’ve seen. In this case it’s...