A blast from your past, now available in wall size

A blast from your past, now available in wall size

I remember vividly the first time I played Atari. The angels sang in a joyous chorus (in my head) as I spent the next two hours rotating a dial to move a single white line up and down the screen as a square ball bounced back and forth. Pong. Even now the word conjures...
Popsicles for the wall

Popsicles for the wall

With the temperature finally reaching holy mama, it’s hot out there–and that’s the technical term–I love looking at artwork that makes it somehow feel cooler inside. The popsicle print from LA’s Mint Buttercup is giving me goosebumps,...
T is for Twilight – Squeeeeeeeee!

T is for Twilight – Squeeeeeeeee!

If you’ve been living under a rock, you might not know that The Twilight Saga: Eclipse is premiering today. Now, I humbly admit that I’ve yet to get sucked into the Twilight series, however, that doesn’t mean I don’t get the obsession with...
A poster that’s fabulous from A to Z

A poster that’s fabulous from A to Z

I have a thing for great alphabet posters, as you frequent Cool Mom Picks readers probably know by now. I suppose there’s no greater joy to a writer than watching her child find a love for letters and words, and surrounding those babies with them early...
A baby gift for the stars

A baby gift for the stars

Even after we compile our favorite baby shower gifts of the year in our Ultimate Baby Shower Gift Guide, it’s so fun spending the rest of the next year looking for cool new ones. The kind that make you go wow. Which is just what I did when I stumbled onto these...
Mini portraits of your minis

Mini portraits of your minis

The ghosts of bad desk tchotchkes of Father’s Days past still haunt me: Paper weights, coffee mugs, mini voodoo dolls. Sorry Dad! Sometimes you’re hard to shop for. But grandpas and new dads — not too hard. Especially if they’re sentimental...
Ecards of the rich and famous

Ecards of the rich and famous

Ecard sites are no longer what they used to be, even a few years ago. I can’t even imagine why anyone besides your grandma would still send those digital cards made of stock photography rosebuds and garish wedding type. Well now here’s another one to add...
Fishy fishy on the wall

Fishy fishy on the wall

So, aside from the cluster of dirt smears from his heels, my kid’s bedroom wall is a little lackluster. And why, by the way, does he feel the need to kick his dirty little feet against the wall every night while he sleeps, anyway? I’m loving the look of...