Now that baseball season is in full swing (haha) we’ve had our eye out for appropriate kids duds that transcend the same old same old. Not that there’s anything wrong with an authentic Derek Jeter jersey (Bosox fans, hold your tongues) but we like it when our kids can stand out a bit in the crowd of 15,000 at the stadium.
It’s never too early to introduce your kiddos to the joys of rock. Oh sure, they’ll eventually rebel, coming home from high school blasting Steve and Eydie from their 16th generation iPods. But there’s no reason you can’t at least start them off on an acceptable musical path.
As you may well know, for moms with a shoe thing, Cool Mom Picks can be a dangerous place. And I count myself among you. Consider yourself warned before you click over to super talented designer Janaina Vaugn’s online Etsy shop, Olilo.
How you feel about today comes down to one thing: Whether the number in that teeny little box at the bottom of your tax return has a plus before it, or a minus. But one thing we can all agree on is, it’s a good day to have kids. Many, many kids.
In my late twenties, I used to buy expectant friends the beautiful white blankets or the attractive silver picture frames. Now with two kids myself, I’ve done an about face from all that keepsake stuff. What can I say? I’m practical.
If anyone ever comments that our daughter looks like her father, her father’s answer is always some form of, "really? The milkman?" Yes, it’s a chestnut. But for some reason, he’s that rare guy who can totally pull it off.
Now that Spring is here (okay, so it’s still freezing out; minor technicality.) I’m ready to get a little girlier with my daughter’s wardrobe. Is there anything cuter than little girls in sweet little dresses, with their bare, chubby knees poking out just below? The only thing that can possibly ruin the photo op is a glimpse of Cookie Monster stamped onto a pair of saggy size 4 Cruisers.
I love the concept of reversible kids clothes. And not just because I’m a shameless laundry avoider. It’s more so because I am at times too indecisive to choose between two items–I want them both. So when I came across the entirely reversible swingy, Springy pants from So Anna I knew they were calling to me.
As much time as I spend on the web tracking down cool clothes for kids, I’m admit I’m still often at a loss for gifts when I hear a friend has a boy on the way. If only I liked those sailor suits, things would be a whole lot easier. And then I discovered Sir Hayes
Some trends in kidswear cannot be short-lived enough. That whole pimp genre of little boys’ tees? If I never see another one again that would be just fine. But one trend I’m loving: The groovy 70s-inspired designs on kids tees, that look eerily like the ones I might have worn back in my way younger days.
It’s no secret among those who know me that I hate newborn bibs. Yes I know they’re essential for very drooly babies but still. They’re bibs! I’ve held out hope that analternative would come along by the time my own newborn started teething.
Anyone can print out a baby registry and dutifully purchase an infant bathtub and bouncy seat. But we’d rather find something that breaks up all the cliched "oohs and ahs" with a hearty guffaw at our friends’ showers.
Don’t let that transition from cute little drooly bib to "holy cow there’s food everywhere" bib catch you off guard. I’m not sure how many cute outfits I had to retire thanks to my unpreparedness.
Our lawn is covered in snow – again – but the calendar doesn’t lie: Spring really is right around the corner. While I’m looking forward to wagon rides to the park, I’m not excited about coaxing the girls into their coats, which I will then have to carry as the day goes on. Layering is the key here.
I’m a minimalist when it comes to dressing babies: No jewelry, no fancy hats, and no booties. My girls didn’t wear shoes until they could walk, and I still grin at the professional portraits we have of them with bare toes peeking out from underneath their dresses.
With a baby born smack-dab in the middle of a hot Mississippi summer, there was nary a pair of booties to be found in my house. But when Idiscovered I was having a January baby this time around, up in the Northeast no less,you better believe the first thing I did was search for some fantastic footwear.
If my mother wants to buy my girls clothes from Neiman Marcus, who am I to argue? But you won’t find me in there. Yeah, I’m practical. Maybe too practical. I want the cute designs you see on designer onesies, but it’s so hard for me to shell out the bucks when I know that they’ll be coated in bodily fluids in no time.
I go by that old shopping adage that if you’re unsure about something, walk away; if you’re still thinking about it the next week, it was meant to be. (I also sometimes go by the adage, what the