Kids

The Rockin’ Ballerina

After spending part of the holidays with my girlie-girl nieces, I was trying to come to terms with the inevitable fact that very soon, my own toddler daughter will be asking for princess this and ballerina that.

Take That, Shiloh You Poser

It’s difficult enough that I get mobbed every time I walk down the street these days–Oh my God, you’re Liz from Cool Mom Picks! Oh my God!–but when my daughter’s with me, it really presents a challenge.
Fortunately I’ve found the perfect foil in the blinged-out shades from mom/designer Jennifer Olivas

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?

We are the Knights Who Say “Maaa-aaaa.”

My dear friend’s son loves playing dress-up. Unfortunately, while his sister has a trunkful of beautiful princess outfits with handmade flower garlands and gauzy accessories, he’s stuck with cheesy plastic costumes leftover from Halloween after-sales. What’s a budding knight to do?

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 but the idea of toddler language classes has always seemed just a bit…much for me.

Wear it, Hang it, Anyway You Like It

At the ripe old age of thirty, I’ve come to realize there’s something to spending cash on quality items–particularly bags. After going through way too many crappy sacs these past two years, I have a new mantra: It’s not expensive if younever have to replace it.

I Saw the Sign

We tend to see certain ironic baby tees over and over, with the same cheeky quips (cranky baby! chick magnet!) repackaged with different graphics. So I had to stop and give pause when I came across the 100% organic cotton shirts created by mom Liz Murphy of Speak Clothing.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia

One prerogative we all have as parents – forcing our kids to wear hats against their will. Without some way to secure it below the neck, I just don’t know a single kid that won’t toss the thing to the ground at the first opportunity.

Preparing for the Flood

My little girl loves jumping in puddles after a good rain. She’ll get a huge grin on her face, just before her bounding through every fallen drop in her path. The only part I have issues with, however, is the post-splashing whining about wet socks.

The Happy Head

Growing up in the midwest, I endured some harsh winter mornings at the school bus stop. I gladly donned a heavy winter coat and warm mittens, but I drew the line at hats. Even though my mother was a talented knitter, she always tried to stick me in some goofy beanie. Talk about harsh.

It’s All Fun and Games Til Someone Loses a Toe

Nowhere in the parenting manual did I find a chapter on a child’s inability to feel cold. How couldI have known that a kid can have purple lips and six frostbitten toes and yet when there’s still winter fun to be had, you’ll have to drag him, kicking and screaming, inside to sit by a warm radiator?

Fact: Great Bags Make Women Happy.

While we at CMP try to keep our picks in the "don’t have to hock my TV on ebay to afford it" range, all bets are off for the next few weeks. Why? Because someone else–hopefully–is doing the buying for you.