The Baby is Here. Now What Do I Do With Him?

The Baby is Here. Now What Do I Do With Him?

It seemed like the great anticipation of meeting your baby was quickly dashed by the fact that he really doesn't do anything but sleep, eat, and poop. Or, if you're my babies, just eat and poop -- apparently sleep was optional. While I was sobbing over my breast pump,...

The Best Mother’s Day Gift of All Time: Time Itself

The Best Mother’s Day Gift of All Time: Time Itself

Oh, the poor new dad. Not only does he have a demanding new baby at home, he's probably got a demanding new hormonal mom around the house to contend with too. Really want to make her day next Sunday? Forget flowers and perfume - just try taking that baby off her hands...

One of These Kids is Just Like the Other

One of These Kids is Just Like the Other

Having been on the search for unique twin gifts, I admit to succumbing to the totally uncreative "two of the same thing." So before you moms of twins boo me off your screen, wait until you see my sweet redemption: the Copy and Paste twin set from Baby's...

Bugaboos: The game, not the stroller

Bugaboos: The game, not the stroller

The thing about computer games for early-elementary kids is that there is a precarious balance to be struck between learning and fun. You want it to be educational (justification, justification) but if it's too difficult or dry it won't hold their attention. My kids...

Quilts as Cool as Your Taste in Baby Clothes

Quilts as Cool as Your Taste in Baby Clothes

I have a terrible time parting with my baby's clothes when they're outgrown. I end up tossing favorite ones in a bag for, um...stuffed animals? Dolls? Quiet moments alone with a bottle of Chardonnay? I don't know. But I don't want to get rid of them. So of course I'm...

The Elfin Way

The Elfin Way

Maybe I'm a weirdo, but I was so happy the day I realized my baby was old enough to hold her own in a crib full of toys. Not only does it give her a way to keep herself occupied in the wee hours of the morning, but it is a handy place to store the stuffed animals. Now...

Just Add Cake. No Really. I Mean It.

Just Add Cake. No Really. I Mean It.

If there's anything I like about throwing a party (other than the actual partying part) it's the amassing of all the themed goodies. Apparently my inner Martha comes out and I end up searching high and low for the plates that match the cups that match the invitations....