Can You Count the Potholes, Sweetie?

Can You Count the Potholes, Sweetie?

I have not been a mom all that long and already I’m tired of the same old images in counting and alphabet books. 10 apples, 9 bananas, 8 ducks…how about 1 snoring mommy? So I love the fresh take on counting in photographer Joanne Dugan’s 123 NYC: A...
Book Snob Heaven

Book Snob Heaven

My family and I are serious book lovers. Okay, we’re full-out snobs. We only have eyes for the worthwhile page-turners and even my toddler has learned to resist the call of the flashy but content-lite pages in the bargain bins and head straight for the award...
The Highlight of Their Month

The Highlight of Their Month

My daughter is a freak for magazines — heck, she’ll even spend hours with the Pottery Barn Kids catalog. So, when I found out about Highlight’s new 2-5 yearpublication, High-Five, I knew it would be a big hit. Featuring the same great fiction,...
Ooh-La-L’Alphabet

Ooh-La-L’Alphabet

Although I’m a straight-up English speaker (with a little French thrown in on those really bad days — ahem), I’ve always thought it would be wonderful for my daughter to learn another language. Most folks say that starting early is the best way to go...
Wait, So Not All Poems Rhyme?

Wait, So Not All Poems Rhyme?

Once in a while, I sit down to review something for CMP and have trouble with it. Not for lack of words, but because my daughter has somehow gotten her hands on the item and refuses to give it back. This was the case with Poetry Speaks to Children. In the spirit of...
Beyond Cheerios and American Cheese

Beyond Cheerios and American Cheese

I’m a huge fan of ethnic foods, however any attempts to get my 2-year-old to try curry or sushi has failed miserably. Well, I may just have found a solution that requires neither cooking, nor the hurling of unusual foods in the nice, quiet restaurant. Check...
It’s All About Me

It’s All About Me

From among the audacious number of gifts my daughter received this holiday, I was happy (and proud) that her favorite was a book. Of course it was a special book – one personalized with her name on all the pages. Who could blame her? I thought it was just...
Say Dada(ism)

Say Dada(ism)

There’s a fine line between pretentious and hip. Pretentious (and also sort of stupid) would be filling your toddler’s library with museum coffee table books. But introducing him to the board book, The Art of Shapes: For Children and Adults, well...
If Mommy Doesn’t Know, Ask Yagyu

If Mommy Doesn’t Know, Ask Yagyu

I have a feeling my daughter is going to be one ofthose kids. You know, the ones who ask incessant questions like “Why do we have five fingers? or “What areankle bones for?” or “Why does Daddy have one eyebrow?”And the good mom that I am,...
The Gift That Gifts Back

The Gift That Gifts Back

When I was a kid, every gift-giving holiday came with a request from my mother to make her something. After a few years of amateur photo collages and tedious poetry I was plum out of ideas. If only I had had a copy of I Wanna Make Gifts, by prolific writer Clea...
Independence From Pink

Independence From Pink

As anyone familiar with New York knows, tonight the FDR drive will be lined with junior firework watchers wearing–what else–black. It’s not that they don’t love America in the big city; it’s just that red white and blue screams Wayward...

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