Personalized Onesies, Hold the Cheese
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 online shop, Little Uni.
Getting All Felt Up
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.
Brush With Greatness
Oh, the poor, lowly, neglected baby brush. As essential as this item is to the nursery–or at least to ours, with our messy-haired daughter–the options are limited to the free crappy one that comes along with some baby bath essential gift set, or an absurdly expensive sterling one that needs more polishing and attention than the baby herself. Where are all the cool brushes?
Art by Actual Artists: What a Concept
I’ve always liked the idea of turning a favorite photo of my child into a piece of artwork. But a lot of those Warhol-eque services just look like a computer novice took a Photoshop 101 class, and went nutty with the filters. What ever happened to art made by actual artists?
Gnome-in-the-Box
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 bejeezus out of a preschooler by design.
YouTube for Moms: The Boob Tube?
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 putting whiskey in the bottle). But picking and choosing from among the stacks of books and lists of URLs can be daunting. And frankly, who has that kind of energy these days? Sometimes a passive medium like TV is just what the doctor ordered.
Mind the Gap
Whether you’re pregnant like me, nursing, or just hanging onto a bit of baby weight for nostalgia’s sake, we all have one thing in common: Major boobage.
I See London, I See France…
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 just below? The only thing that can possibly ruin the photo op is a glimpse of Cookie Monster stamped onto a pair of saggy size 4 Cruisers.
Peeing In Peace, If There Is There Such a Thing
I have developed a wee bit of cynicism about the recent spate of irreverent momoirs and advice books out there for parents. The vast majority have terrific titles…and that’s pretty much where you’ll want to stop reading. So I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect when I heard about Peeing in Peace: Tales and Tips for Type A Moms.
Kid Rock (Not the Creepy One)
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.