Baby

Handwashing Fun (You Heard Me)

With all the lovely fall and winter illnesses headed our way, plus the whole potty training thing looming, I figure it’s time to get the hand washing thing down. Except in my daughter’s mind, you’d think that "washing up" was another expression for "getting a shot."

For Those of Us With A Lot to Say

I’m one of those folks thatleaves 14 minute long voicemail messages and answers multiple choice questions with a full page essay. So you can imagine what I do with my friends’ new baby cards. While I like to think my beautifully composed messages are glue sticked into the baby book, I’m pretty sure they get tossed right in the baby box (or worse) before the new parents get halfway through reading.

Francobaby

When I was about eight, we took a big family trip to France. I still remember how fancy I felt coming home with a suitcase full of J’aime Paris tee shirts and TinTin comic books, along with the ability to say "more chocolate croissants please," in French.

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.

Old and Improved

There is no shortage of great blankets out there to keep your newborn warm, from traditional baby blues and sweet pinks, to retro-modern hipster designs in every shade of chartreuse. But what if you’re yearning for a blanket like the one you had back (ahem,cough) years ago when you were a wee one?

What’s Bub Got to Do With It?

When my daughter is a bit older, she’s definitely going to be embarrassed by the nicknames I’ve given her, some of which are so long and absurd, they sound like a combination of Russian and Chinese as said by a person rolling marbles around in her mouth.

Lettering in Toddler Fashion

Fall is in the air and I can almost smell the school lunches. Okay, so my toddler isn’t going to high school anytime soon, but that doesn’t mean I can’t dress her like alittle varsity superstar.

Only a Baby’s Butt is Softer

You’vebeen there before: You get the baby shower invite, peruse the registry, and try to figure out what you can buy that will actually be of use. And let’s be honest, a "keepsake blanket" is probably not at the top of your list. Isn’t that just a polite way of saying "blanket that goes in the cedar chest covered with moth balls?"

Nice Package

I’m a sucker for great wrapping. Yep, I’m the one at gift exchanges who instead of shaking the box and examining its size and shape picks a present solely on the pretty paper — even as I end up the proud owner of a new electronic nose hair trimmer.