Little blog of big party dreams

Little blog of big party dreams

My daughter’s fourth birthday is coming up, and I spend a good bit of time daydreaming of mastering fondant, hand calligraphing creamy envelopes, and crafting a birthday banner in lovely watercolor washes over newspaper. Ha freakin’ ha. Instead,...
A castle of one’s own

A castle of one’s own

Almost every day, we drive by a castle. No, really– it’s in a field near our house, and the moat is a swimming pool, and the iron fence is guarded by concrete dwarves painted in garish colors. I can’t make stuff like that up.”Mommy, can we be...
Ferd gives boys a license to chill

Ferd gives boys a license to chill

Here comes Jimmy Bond. He rolls up on a black Big Wheel and requests his favorite drink: chocolate milk; shaken, not stirred. Aunts line up to pinch his cheeks. And I imagine him wearing this effortlessly cool striped shirt and tie combo from Ferd. And maybe some tiny...
Baby gifts with your own personal touch

Baby gifts with your own personal touch

Picking out a baby gift for my brand new niece, Isabella, was incredibly easy when I discovered makaboo–or difficult depending how you look at it. [don’t miss a great offer, and giveaway after the jump!] Easy, because the shop has a great selection of...
Dear diary

Dear diary

Childhood diaries are always depicted as the tool of brooding, angry, angst-filled goth girls; more Heathers than Clueless. Personally, my own first journal was filled with a lot lighter fare. And a whole lot of bad rhyming poetry and original song lyrics....
Read, write, learn, wipe, repeat.

Read, write, learn, wipe, repeat.

I was absolutely blown away when my four year-old, in a single day, suddenly mastered lowercase letters. No thanks to me, of course. This time, all the credit goes to the new Brain Quest write and erase alphabet book. Filled with 40 pages of coated, wipe on/wipe off...