Kids

Golden Girl

I’m feeling like I need a little more delicate in my life these days. Perhaps it’s the fact that I’m nearing that 40 week of pregnancy mark…or maybe it’s just Spring.

Clips That Stay In? Be Still My Heart.

Not to brag, but my girls have quite lovely hair: Think spun silk. However, it’s a bear to style since elastics tangle easily, and barrettes slide right out. If my preschooler was more open to me fussing with her hair for 36 bazillion hours at a sitting it might not be so much of a problem.

What’s That Saying About Denial?

I’ve entirely accepted that fact that I must carry a diaper bag when I’m out with my kids. I know plenty of women however, who don’t care how much the thing looks like a regular handbag, it still screams "mommy" too much for their liking. Of course I think the diaper clutch, leaky bottles, and wet wipes spilling out of their purse does that regardless.

The Joys of Boys

I never truly realized the value of baby powder until I had a boy — need I say more? But with a baby with sensitive skin, I wasn’t going to settle for just any powder.

Getting All Felt Up

I love watching my daughter’s imagination in action. She sets the table for five so her imaginary friend can eat too, and there’s no end to the litany of cool animal pals that she describes as stopping by for a visit at bedtime.

Brush With Greatness


Oh, the poor, lowly, neglected baby brush. As essential as this item is to the nursery–or at least to ours, with our messy-haired daughter–the options are limited to the free crappy one that comes along with some baby bath essential gift set, or an absurdly expensive sterling one that needs more polishing and attention than the baby herself. Where are all the cool brushes?

April Showers Bring Laundry Mayhem


Now that Spring is here, that necessary evil known as the spontaneous downpour is in your immediate future. Of course to your kids, it’s not evil at all–just necessary. How else would they be able to jump in puddles, destroy their overpriced shoes, soil their pants, and generally make us crazy?

Gnome-in-the-Box

I always loved jack-in-the-boxes as a kid, but you’ve got to admit, there was something about that original "Jack" that was pretty creepy. Clowns are generally a little questionable anyway, come to think of it, let alone one intended to scare the bejeezus out of a preschooler by design.

YouTube for Moms: The Boob Tube?

One thing pregnant women and new mothers are definitely not lacking is a variety of information sources–some more desired (Cool Mom Picks) than others (the mother-in-law with some very interesting views on putting whiskey in the bottle). But picking and choosing from among the stacks of books and lists of URLs can be daunting. And frankly, who has that kind of energy these days? Sometimes a passive medium like TV is just what the doctor ordered.

Silver is the New Black

All the 3-going-on-14 little girl’s clothes have forced me to become a traditionalist when it comes to dressing my daughter. I’m into the fairly standard tops, bottoms, and dresses — no ridiculous mini skirts or shiny half-shirts for my toddler. But when it comes to shoes, I like to live on the wild side.

Beautiful Inside and Out

I’m a sucker for great packaging when it comes to beauty products. I know, I know (for all of you with way more common sense)…it’s what is inside that counts, but I can’t help being attracted to funky, fresh designs. So trust me when I tell you that Mama Mio has got both the inside and the outside covered.

Matchy-Matchy, Not Tacky-Tacky

As a fairly style conscious woman, I always thought that looking put together, in body, mind and home was an easy, natural thing. Until I had a kid. And then another one. And nowit takes as much energy as I can muster just to pick out a bag that goes with my barely matching outfit.

A Bag for Every Season

Why is it that it’s acceptable to have fifteen purses in your closet that serve very specific functions, but then people look at you funny if you want to register for more than one diaper bag? Sometimes a girl needs a little variety. And there’s no more perfect time for a new bag than the first day of Spring.

Honor Thy Belly

Yes, we’d all like to be the type to embrace and adore every crease and crevice, every jiggle and wiggle in our figures as we evolve from imperfect to imperfect and pregnant; but I’m afraid those types are limited to Dove ads and Dr. Phil segments. So I don’t know about you, but I’m willing to try pretty much anything to stave off the dreaded stretch marks.