Shake Your Booties

Shake Your Booties

Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder how a former Doc Maarten-wearing, black lipstick-owning alternachick looks just so…mom. While I’m not going back to those styles any time soon, at least I have a baby to project them onto. That’s why I love...
Robeez For Their Heads

Robeez For Their Heads

If you haven’t seen or heard of Robeez shoes, then I’m surprised you even have an internet connection. My daughter lived in them from near day one, like so many other children who get a pair for their first shoes. The designs are adorable, and I love the...
Argh, Scurvy Baby!

Argh, Scurvy Baby!

There’s something about a tiny little piece of jewelry with my daughter’s name on it that calls to me. The problem is, I’m just not one for the pink beaded numbers with the teddy bear charms. So I was tickled (not pink!) when I discovered this...
Dressing the Bambino

Dressing the Bambino

I have a thing for kids clothes that just look like…well, kids clothes, as opposed to mini versions of what parents are wearing. Don’t even get me started on blazers for infants and belly-baring toddler tees.So when I discovered that internationally...
Designer Shirts…by My Two-Year Old

Designer Shirts…by My Two-Year Old

If you’re like me, your little artist’s masterpieceshave taken over your walls and your refrigerator. And maybe you took our advice this past summer and made cool stationery out of their best artwork, sending the rest off to the grandparents for "safe...
Just Watch Out for Stage Diving

Just Watch Out for Stage Diving

So you’ve traded in your black motorcycle jacket for a fleece pullover. And your you-know-what-kicking boots have now taken the shape of comfy black clogs. But who says your kiddo can’t still rock the house? There’s nothing wrong with living...
Crazy Legs McGee

Crazy Legs McGee

While I’m not wholeheartedly welcoming back 80s trends like leggings and cinched belts over long sweaters (Earth to fashion designers, come in…) I am delighted about leg warmers. You heard me, leg warmers. But only because I’m not the one expected to...
Wear Smocks, Not Spaghetti

Wear Smocks, Not Spaghetti

I am amazed at how, in the two seconds that I turn my back, my daughter is able to get food inside her sleeves, down the back, under the hems of her jeans. I just never know where a wayward farfalle noodle will end up –or when I’ll actually find it. So I...