Me and My Shadow
I like to think I’ve got some cool tricks up my sleeves for rainy days. But I’m still open to adding to my repertoire.Take these adorable shadow puppets from Owly Shadow Puppets.
Sweet Tea
I’m always intrigued by Asian art traditions, not only because my mother is Chinese, but because, let’s face it — the stuff is absolutely gorgeous. And this hand-dyed baby kimono from Itty Bitty Lady Bug is no exception.
Bags For the Price of the Lipstick Inside
I can rationalize almost any purse purchase, even though the price tag might be a bit (okay, way) higher than I should be spending on a bag.
Dolls Made in Not China
As I sit here, gazing at my four month-old as she sucks the end of a silver rattle, I know I’m doing the right thing in limiting the mass-produced plastic garbage that enters our house. And enters her hands. And thus, enters her mouth. My latest focus: Dolls.
Psst…Pass It On
While there’s no shortage of layettes out there for sale, I’m always on the lookout for items that are worthy of being handed down through the generations.
The Bird is on the Wing. And the Ceiling.
Considering a mobile is essentially the centerpiece of your nursery, parents might consider putting as much thought into it as the bedding. But alas, most people just settle for the lame mass-produced mobiles that the big baby stores merchandise along with the cribs.
Motherhood is a Beautiful Thing (After That Whole Labor Ordeal)
I was never a fan of sentimental jewelry but now, look what you’ve done to me, motherhood! Suddenly anything that reminds me of my kids has entered the consideration set.
Cool Mom Picks Goes a Little Dr. 90210 On Y’All
Do not adjust your screens. Yes, this is Cool Mom Picks.
Only a little prettier (we hope).
For the Princess Whose Poop Don’t Stink
There is certainly more frivolous girlie-girl, princessy, pink, ridiculous kidswear out there than you know. And actually, you don’t want to know.
As Close to a Martin Guitar As You’re Going to Get, Kid
Seeing how we have way too many expensive guitars piling in our closet, I feel the need to put a kibosh on daddy’s new tactic for bonding with our daughter–the hugely expensive toddler guitar purchase.