Random Coolness

Party in a Box

I’m not worried about keeping up with the Joneses when it comes to my girls’ birthday parties. You won’t find a petting zoo in my backyard, nor will I be sending guests home with goodies that rival the contents of Oscar night swag bags. Still, I want to make the party memorable.

Swimming with Konfidence

It’s Memorial Day – as in the official start of swim season. I know, I know, it’s just too hard to choose between trombone for toddlers and, pre-k/ickboxing. But whether you’re the type to go overboard on kids’ activities or not, I hope you’re fitting swim lessons in there somewhere.

Who Has Time to Scrapbook?

Don’t ask me why exactly I still have the ribbons off the generic going-home gift the hospital gave us, but I do. I save and document everything, which is all well and good when you’ve got a first year baby journal to fill up, but after that you’re pretty much to your own devices. Can you say "shoeboxes?"

There’s a Rocket in My Pocketbook

I’m embarrassed to say it took me a long time to learn mommy lesson #416: No matter how much of a rush you are in, never throw a bottle or sippy cup into your purse. The learning curve cost me a new cell phone battery and way too many hours getting orange juice pulp out my lovely bag.

Touch My Tummy. No, Really.

Now that I’m pregnant the second time around, I had forgotten about the insane, intrusive, totally bizarre need for strangers to accost you on the street and touch your stomach. On the other hand, I have no qualms about letting friends grab the belly. And if it’s in fact your shower, it’s practically required.

Because Kids Need Another Excuse to Lie Around This Summer

Nothing to me says summer quite like lazing in a hammock. That is, after I’ve awkwardly attempted to climb in, fallen off twice, exposed my arse to the world, and settled into a pseudo-comfortable position having left one shoe on the ground and my dignity shattered to bits. Perhaps hammocks should be left to those who really adore them – the kids.

Mothers for Women

While we’ve got no problems with the "ply me with gifts" aspect of Mother’s Day (obviously), we’re no less fans of using the occasion as an opportunity to reflect on how lucky we all are–and pay it forward accordingly.