


See Dick. See Dick wipe up puke.
I’m a sucker for vintage fabrics, even when I know they’re going to be used to sop up body fluids that you could never have imagined you’d spend quite so much time with back in your prepartum days. That’s why I’m loving the handmade Dick...
Hand-me-downs go digital
Let’s face it, Freecycle is filled with scary people (uh, no, I don’t want your used Kleenex) and the prices on eBay can be out of control. I’ve all but given up on great places to find gently used kids’ clothes online, and if I don’t...
Deck the walls with pretty things
With certain types of decor, your standard glittery, tinsel-y holiday trimmings just don’t fit. They’re festive, sure, but sometimes you just need something simple, something sophisticated. Something cool. For those occasions, think we’ve found...
Function that makes me feel pretty for a change
My baby boy and I are closing in on nine months of successful breastfeeding but unfortunately, that’s just the problem. Based on my first two babies, I planned for only a few months of nursing and that’s left me in dire need of new nursing-friendly...
Nap + Cuddle = Nuddle
The weather is finally turning cold here in Colorado, which means that it’s time to begin our annual battle over the thermostat. My husband turns it up, I turn it down, and round and round we go until April.I think I might have finally figured out a way to...
Shearling booties! Ack, dying from the cuteness!
Feet certainly don’t get any cuter with age, so I figure I might as well leave my kids’ toes bare for as long as I can. But while bare toes are adorable, they look a little out of place paired with a velveteen dress or flannel trousers in holiday...
Rocketship Run – Laurie Berkner’s latest CD is a blast (off)
My son has a crush on an older woman, and her name is Laurie Berkner. Judging by the number of times he’s listened to her new kids CD, Rocketship Run, he has fallen hard. Fortunately for the rest of us, we can understand his adoration: her voice on...
Dreaming of Verde Mela
Dear employer, I respectfully request that from now on you pay me in Euros. Or possibly Yen. Because then I’d be far more likely to be able to afford the black and grey collared dress from Verde Mela for my daughter at West Village Kids – you know, the one...