Who’s the Boss?

Who’s the Boss?

We all know who’s really in charge. Here’s a hint: it’s not the adult with the accusatory finger and the timeout chair. It’s the kid with the pouty lip, sweet smile, and incredibly cute face that can make us crumble in an instant. I figure, if...
Girl Loves Robot

Girl Loves Robot

I’ve had a thing for robots ever since Lost in Space. It continued with Rosie from the Jetsons, and then of course, R2D2–who, between he and C3PO, was clearly "the cute one." My new favorite robot has got to be Boris, the WD40tini-sipping,...
Less is More

Less is More

I was one of those naive moms-to-be who swore up and down that my tasteful adult abode would never become plastic toy central. "The baby stuff will stay in the baby’s room," I insisted. Ha. Hahahahahaha. I’ve finally accepted that I can’t...
Sports Obsessed From Head to Toe

Sports Obsessed From Head to Toe

I would like to call myself a football widow. No–I would love it. Because it would an improvement over what I am now, which is a football/golf/ baseball/world soccer widow.If this sound familiar, or you’re grappling with a team obsession yourself, then I...
Isn’t a Jack Jill’s Brother?

Isn’t a Jack Jill’s Brother?

I am clueless about cars. Give me a reliable car with four wheels and a good mechanic and I’m set. However, it has crossed my mindthat I’m not so sure what I would do if I had engine trouble on the road, or God help me, had to buy a car without the...
Looking for Mr. David

Looking for Mr. David

When you hear of a children’s artist by the name of Mr. David, you probably have a certain image that comes to mind. Chances are, the image is not that of a twenty-something Bay-area rocker and former skate punk who was heavily influenced by his hippie parents...
Go Ahead and Cuff Them

Go Ahead and Cuff Them

I stillrememberthatsweet 18K gold ID bracelet I was given as little girl. I wore that thing every single day, turning my mom into a nervous hovering wreck for fear I’d lose it.For my own daughter, I want something similar, only a little more 2006 anda little...
Getting Out of Dodge

Getting Out of Dodge

Thanks to the lovely interweb, it’s easier than ever to inform the world about a change of address. But if you’re like me, you’d rather do the classy thing and kick it old school with the snail mail. That’s exactly what I’m going to do to...
Always in Season

Always in Season

Remember the days when a ponytail was the last resort? Those were the days. Now pulling my hair back has become my style of choice. At least, that’s what I try to tell myself. But with these cool fruity hair bands from Blue Tea Bag, my ponytail style won’t...
Leave the Diving to Greg Louganis

Leave the Diving to Greg Louganis

Moms of binky users know this scenario well: You give her the pacifier. She sticks it in her mouth, then spikes it on the floor. You dive to pick it up, wipe it off on the nearest sleeve, and pop it back in her mouth, all within the 5-second grace period you have...