Baby

Love at First Flush

Like most of you, I’ve got excellent environmental intentions. And yet, even as I toss my soda cans in the recycling bin, I’m still creating my own personal landfill of disposable diapers.

Sling Low Sweet Chariot

I met another like-minded mom at this indoor playground the other day. As she packed up to leave, she picked up her one-year-old, popped him into her ring sling, and away they went – her hands free with him comfortably nestled on her hip. Then I thought. I need one of those.

Tattoo You

While the CMP staff has a bit of an irreverent streak, we do draw the line at tattooing your children. Unless the tattoo reads…

Hats On!

I love hats. Looooove. My poor kid has a different hat for every hour of the day, every occasion, and every nap-time. So when I happened uponBabyfairiesand their oh-so-adorable-headgear, I died. I seriously fell to the floor and convulsed from the cuteness. (Okay not really, but close enough).

Take Me Out to the Diaper Genie

Oh the poor diaper wipe. It spends its brief time here on earth smashed against its brethren, crammed into some cheap plastic sheath, and finally covered in human waste and tossed away without so much as a goodbye.

Jesus Christ, Fashion Superstar

JesusjoggersWe’ve come to that time of year when all not-so-good Christians, including me, make their annual pilgrimage to the big house for cleansing and renewal. But just because I don’t go to church on a regular basis doesn’t mean I don’t think Jesus was someone we could all learn from.