LEGO storage that kids won’t forget to use

LEGO storage that kids won’t forget to use

LEGO is, in my mind, the quintessential building toy of childhood. I played with it when I was little; both of my kids–their ages in double digits–still love to build with it. The problem, of course, is that no matter what LEGO storage solutions I come up...
The best cupcakes are wrapped in cooties

The best cupcakes are wrapped in cooties

I can’t stop giggling over these printable cupcake wrappers available from the Spaceships and Laser Beams Etsy shop. The description says it’s so hard to find anything for Valentine’s Day that appeals to little boys… and sure, I can see the...
24 Shades of pint-sized fabulous

24 Shades of pint-sized fabulous

Having both a boychild and a girlchild, I can assure you that–despite both being wonderful and having their respective proclivities and attributes–dressing girls is just more fun. I’m sorry, but it is. Especially when there are these gorgeous...
Look yoga-fit, with or without yoga

Look yoga-fit, with or without yoga

Let me be absolutely clear, here: While I don’t necessarily agree that yoga pants can only be worn for yoga, I do believe that they’re closer to sweatpants than to jeans. That is to say, I don’t condone the wearing of yoga pants on date night, mamas....
The final goodbye to plastic bags

The final goodbye to plastic bags

I switched over to reusable grocery bags at the supermarket a long time before I managed to break the plastic produce bag habit, I confess. Because back then, the only “produce” options seemed to be bulky cotton bags that added weight (and therefore cost)....
Eat better, live healthier: ChopChop

Eat better, live healthier: ChopChop

I’m not going to bore you with facts and figures about childhood obesity in America, because we’ve all heard it before. What I will tell you is that there is little my kids enjoy more than receiving their own mail, and in particular, magazines addressed to...
Fun first aid, always on hand

Fun first aid, always on hand

Woe betide the mother who doesn’t have a Band-Aid in her purse when the need arises. And the thing is, I’ve gotten the hint over the years, and sure, there’s usually a bandage or two smashed down in the bottom of my bag somewhere.But do I have...