Baby Clothes

Santa Baby

If my daughter had her way, she’d wear her Christmas outfit every single day. However, the fancy silk number just doesn’t fare well with her choice of daily activities. Like, say, spilling things on herself.

Choosy Moms, Unite!

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.

Sk8er Baby

For the first time ever, defying all expectations to the contrary, my better half has actually shown interest in one of the kids duds sites we’ve uncovered. Why, you ask? Because the site is Little Ruler, which appeals just to parents just like him–those who now rock the Bjorns the way they used to rock the 7.5" deck on a halfpipe.

Shake Your Booties

Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder how a former Doc Maarten-wearing, black lipstick-owning alternachick looks just so…mom. While I’m not going back to those styles any time soon, at least I have a baby to project them onto. That’s why I love the rockin’ tartan baby booties from Babesta, an online boutique that can easily outfit the most trendsetting tot with innovative duds from independent artisans. Just our kind of place.

Robeez For Their Heads

If you haven’t seen or heard of Robeez shoes, then I’m surprised you even have an internet connection. My daughter lived in them from near day one, like so many other children who get a pair for their first shoes. The designs are adorable, and I love the success story — the company was created by mom Sandra Wilson after losing her airline job to downsizing.

Argh, Scurvy Baby!

There’s something about a tiny little piece of jewelry with my daughter’s name on it that calls to me. The problem is, I’m just not one for the pink beaded numbers with the teddy bear charms.

Just Watch Out for Stage Diving

So you’ve traded in your black motorcycle jacket for a fleece pullover. And your you-know-what-kicking boots have now taken the shape of comfy black clogs. But who says your kiddo can’t still rock the house?

Newbie Fashion

I can’t possibly have been the only new mom who experienced layette anxiety: Will it irritate her belly button? Do I cut out the tag? Do I have to wash it first? And do I really have to get that stupid overpriced detergent?

Who’s the Boss?

We all know who’s really in charge. Here’s a hint: it’s not the adult with the accusatory finger and the timeout chair. It’s the kid with the pouty lip, sweet smile, and incredibly cute face that can make us crumble in an instant.

Go Ahead and Cuff Them

I stillrememberthatsweet 18K gold ID bracelet I was given as little girl. I wore that thing every single day, turning my mom into a nervous hovering wreck for fear I’d lose it.For my own daughter, I want something similar, only a little more 2006 anda little less anxiety provoking.

It Does a Booty Good

I gotta say, I’m not a big fan of those pants which…well, I won’t say the brand name, but it’s the one that labels your posterior as being juicy. I don’t really need to draw more attention to my hindquarters, thankyoumovingon.

Bird Dog

In my daughter’s language, everything with four legs is a dog. Cat? Dog. Lion? Dog. Cow? Dog. The only animal that isn’t a dog is our dog who is, simply, Deh.

Ready Sets Go

When it comes to baby gifts, I’m a huge fan of matching sets. Unfortunately they generally fall into one of two camps: the Little Brown Bear category, and the Trying Hard to be Funny (But Failing) category.

Little Creatures

Frequent readers of CMP will know that we’re not a big fan of barnyard animals on the kid duds, but we do love all things creepy, crawly, and traditionally unloved. So of course we were instantly smitten with the Beasty Baby monster rompers at indie emporium Aunt Beep.