Anarchy in the Toy Chest

Anarchy in the Toy Chest

When I was a kid, like so many others, I was convinced that my toys came alive at night and had tea parties. I only wished that I could catch them, just once, and join in the fun. I can only imagine what the parties would have been like had a couple of these Punky...
Two Heads are Better Than One

Two Heads are Better Than One

Anyone can bring a cute fluffy dog, bear, or if you’re really fancy, elephant, to a baby shower or kid’s party. But if you’re going for the award for coolest aunt, uncle, or mom around, thenI suggest grabbing a two-headed Squeakum from Devout....
The Rhythm is Gonna Get You

The Rhythm is Gonna Get You

With the abundance of battery operated musical instruments out there screeching out some bizarre electronic form of “Twinkle Twinkle,” I find it totally refreshing when I stumble upon some really great instruments that kids actually have to play...
Baby’s First Hallmark Holiday

Baby’s First Hallmark Holiday

I’m all about gifts that you can actually use more than one day a year. It sounds like common sense, but then you look at all the Christmas bibs and Easter tees and Fourth of July themed flip flops out there and you sort of wonder. That’s why I love these...
I Dream of Genie

I Dream of Genie

Let’s admit, there’s been quite a bit of dvd-watching over the last few months. How else are you supposed to get the gifts wrapped, the holiday cards sent, and the cookies baked–or at least ordered through a handy toll-free number? But while those...
You’ve Got Doxie Kid!

You’ve Got Doxie Kid!

I thought I’d seen a stuffed everything — bears,phoenixes, horny toads…you name it, they’ve got it. You know, just in case you have a little one obsessed with flamingos. But dachsunds? Nope. Can’t say I’ve ever seen a stuffed one...
Bagging Bears and Bunnies

Bagging Bears and Bunnies

If your kids are anything like mine, they have an obscene amount of stuffed animals and while I can’t prove it, I’m almost positive that they multiply just like real rabbits because the pile never stops growing. Take heart: the awesome and oh-so-clever...
Stop: Hammer Time

Stop: Hammer Time

When I was in middle school, I should have failed Home Economics. I burned my banana bread in cooking class, and the blouse for my final sewing project might have fit had my head been the same size as my arms. But woodshop–now that, I aced. And Aunt Ginny loved...
Rock The Boat, Baby

Rock The Boat, Baby

One of the downsides of our charming New York apartment – our toys outnumber our square footage. I fear any holiday gift for the kiddo bigger than a breadbox is going to have trouble finding a permanent home here–except for maybe a breadbox itself. Then at...

Pin It on Pinterest