by Cool Mom Team | Kid Style
Not to brag, but my girls have quite lovely hair; think spun silk. However, it’s a bear to style since elastics tangle easily, and barrettes slide right out. If my preschooler was more open to me fussing with her hair for 36 bazillion hours at a sitting it might...
by Cool Mom Team | Kid Style
I love buying personalized tees for my friends’ babies, but it’s often hard to find something that isn’t either absurdly blinged out, or so cutesie-sweet it makes your teeth hurt. So I’m loving the personalized tees and onesies from the hip new...
by Cool Mom Team | Toys + Playthings
I love watching my daughter’s imagination in action. She sets the table for five so her imaginary friend can eat too, and there’s no end to the litany of cool animal pals that she describes as stopping by for a visit at bedtime. Not one to squash any of...
by Cool Mom Team | Kid Style
Now that Spring is here, that necessary evil known as the spontaneous downpour is in your immediate future. Of course to your kids, it’s not evil at all–just necessary. How else would they be able to jump in puddles, destroy their overpriced shoes, soil...
by Cool Mom Team | Toys + Playthings
I always loved jack-in-the-boxes as a kid, but you’ve got to admit, there was something about that original "Jack" that was pretty creepy. Clowns are generally a little questionable anyway, come to think of it, let alone one intended to scare the...
by Cool Mom Team | Entertainment + Media
One thing pregnant women and new mothers are definitely not lacking is a variety of information sources–some more desired (Cool Mom Picks) than others (the mother-in-law with some very interesting views on whiskey as a newborn sleep solution). But picking and...
by Cool Mom Team | Baby, Kid Style
Now that Spring is here (okay, so it’s still freezing out; minor technicality.) I’m ready to get a little girlier with my daughter’s wardrobe. Is there anything cuter than little girls in sweet little dresses, with their bare, chubby knees poking out...
by Cool Mom Team | Entertainment + Media
My first concert: Elvis. I was four. And I was singing at the top of my lungs. Now, three decades later, I’m more in love with music than ever. And like any lovesick eighth grader worth her salt, I like to talk and squeal and giggle non-stop about my latest...
