by Lexi Petronis | Toys + Playthings
If there are three things I was sure would never happen in my life, it would be: 1) writing the word “SeedBallz”; 2) knowing what to do with something called SeedBallz; 3) having kids who would fall in love with something called SeedBallz.The lesson? Never...
by Lexi Petronis | Uncategorized
In our household, dealing with kids’ flus and colds is a sticky process. I mean this literally: we are usually well-doused in prescribed medicine before any of it actually ends up inside the child.It’s not necessarily that the kids don’t want the...
by Lexi Petronis | Helpful Services
I’m on a mission to find a birthday present for one of the smartest, sweetest, most wonderful little guys I know. That’s never an easy task. But Creative Kidstuff has made the process much simpler with a special new section on its website. Why? Because the...
by Lexi Petronis | Art + Decor
You should see my car–or actually, you shouldn’t. It’s filled to the brim with my daughter’s preschool artwork, which gets hastily shoved onto the passenger seat during the always-harried pickup time. It’s a mountain of artwork, really,...
by Lexi Petronis | Family Travel
I have a recurring fantasy these days: it involves the beach, gentle waves, a good book, a nap… and something amazing for the kids to do while all of the above takes place.So I’m about two seconds away from booking this vacation.[don’t miss...
by Lexi Petronis | Baby, Kid Style
We absolutely hate watching one of our favorite boutiques go… especially when it’s a sweet shop like Apricot Culotte. The one good thing about it is their closeout sale. We said je t’aime to Apricot Culotte when we fell in love with...
by Lexi Petronis | Kid Style
We have reached the maximum level of licensed- character and logo tees in our household. Granted, the number is not all that high–our kids are lots of things, but “miniature billboards” doesn’t exactly top the list–but still. We are at...
by Lexi Petronis | Baby, Kid Style
When I lived in New York City, pre-kids, I always imagined that I’d someday stroll the streets with my theoretical future babies. We’d meet other mini-Manhattanites in Riverside Park, hit Mister Softee for a cone, head downtown to the South Street Seaport...
