by Cool Mom Team | Kitchen + Dining
When my kid were old enough to stop smacking their cereal bowls with their hands to flip them, I was excited to trade up from the melamine dish set we had. Besides, I was getting kind of tired of the same bright orange every day. I think what I had envisioned was...
by Cool Mom Team | Cards + Stationery
Eh, I’m over the ironic birthday cards with the cartoon characters telling you how saggy your boobs are or how you’ll burn down the neighborhood with all those candles. Sure they were cute when I was 22 but maybe they hit a little close to home now? With...
by Cool Mom Team | Cards + Stationery
We’ve been huge fans over the years of Shutterfly’s photobooks which make affordable gifts guaranteed to bring the tears (in a good way). And now they’re getting the word out about the ability to turn the photobooks into make-your-own photo learning...
by Cool Mom Team | Art + Decor
My husband has a bit of an obsession with graphic representations of homes, making no effort to hide his loud praise for them when he sees them on our friends’ walls. I wasn’t entirely in his camp until discovering the handmade little city...
by Christina Refford | Cards + Stationery
I had three kids in under four years, but it’s the parents who have twins who earn my respect for living with double the chaos. Maybe that’s why I love B Designs’ minimalist letterpress twins birth announcement which conveys the joy over the new...
by Rita | Baby, Books for Adults
After researching my proposal for my own parenting book (Ahem, Sleep Is for the Weak, shameless plug, shameless plug) I thought I’d read every baby handbook on earth. And, I admit it, I became really jaded and snooty about them. Let’s just say...
by Rita | Books for Adults
We love Melissa Conroy’s Wooberry dolls. The originals are not only designed from her child’s sketches, they’re also handmade. And beyond adorable.In a move that touches my writerly heart, the dolls have gone meta and returned to their paper-based...
by Cool Mom Team | Cool Tech
I’m pretty sure my pregnant bladder had a mind of its own, ensuring that I would have to run to the bathroom at all the most inopportune times. You know, like immediately after you pass a rest stop on the highway, just when you fall asleep, and right at the good...
