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More coolness from recent weeks…
Out of Africa
One of the greatest gifts my daughter received for her recent birthday was a pair of hand-batiked t-shirts–especially once I discovered the story behind the label. My ever socially-conscious (and gift giver extraordinaire) best friend tracked them down through Global Mamas, a non-profit helping small women-led businesses in Africa.
A Great Card Speaks Louder Than a Bad Gift
We all know that pregnancy doesn’t mean you suddenly crave little ducks and teddy bears on everything you own. So then why is it so hard to find a cardthat doesn’t look like it got lost at the pastel animal farm?
Where the Real Stars Hang
If you’re a frequent reader of Cool Mom Picks, then you know we believe that being a cool mom transcends what kind of diaper bag you carry. For the past three years I’ve balanced my love of stuff with my work for the Starlight Starbright Foundation, a non-profit organization for seriously ill children and their families.
Nursing, the Rock ‘n Roll Way
The nursing pillow: The number one item on every baby registry. The nursing pillow: The number one ugliest textile in my home. Finally, FINALLY someone has come up with a solution.
Little Miss Can’t-Be-Matched
You’ve surely heard the wisdom that if you buy socks for newborns and toddlers in a single color, such as white like I did, then you’ll never be without a matched pair. But just as you’re thinking you’ve outsmarted the dryer elves, along comes a bigger challenge – a two year-old with strong opinions on clothing, and white is definitely not all right.
On My To-Do List: 1) Find a Better To-Do List
Are you a member of the scrap paper/atm receipt/used envelope scribblers club? The first step to recovery is admitting that you have a problem. And considering my husband has a penchant for throwing away anypiece of paperthat is not attached to a spiral binding, I’m in desperate need of some list therapy.
Look Ma, No Sparkles!
My older daughter, Mimi, is a princess-kittens-glittery flowers kind of girl. I can’t convince her to don any clothing that doesn’t scream I AM A GIRLY GIRL, most often in some shade of pink. Rosie, however, is more tomboy than princess, which makes shopping for both of them at once a little challenging.
Find Your Inner Silly
If I have to hear Fruit Salad, Yummy Yummy one more time, I just might check myself into the mommy loony bin. Thank goodness for musician Jim Gill and his newest release, Moving Rhymes for Modern Times.
Take Me To Your Bathroom Sink
I’ve met kids who will eat raw oysters and kids who clear their plates without being told. But I have yet to meet a kid who likes to wash his hands. Maybe if the bathroom were a more child-friendly place, the odds would tilt in the favor of personal hygiene?
The Next Best Thing to Springsteen Pulling Her Up on Stage
While I know from experience that kids love hearing their own names in songs–even my own frighteningly off-tune renditions–I’ve got to admit I’m wary of those "personalized" CDs. The few I’ve heard have been absolutely, heinously, eardrum shattering. Then I discovered Name Your Tune, and suddenly I’m changing my tune.
SHOOOOOOOOOOE!
Every year the World Cup brings in a new spate of obsessive soccer fans, and this year my own baby’s daddy was among the casualties–er, ranks.
Dads-To-Be, Rejoice
If your partner is anything like mine, his definition of hell is eight consecutive weeks of Lamaze class. Modus Five has come up with such a simple solution, it makes you wonder why no one has done it sooner.
Even Better Than Being Made By Elves
We’re suckers for charming handmade baby toys, doubly so when they’re crafted from natural materials like recycled wood, and double that when buying them does a little good for humanity. Pastel Toys hits the Trifecta for sure.
Booking Agents
Hurricane Katrina’s wrath was devastating for sure, but it also did damage in ways we don’t always think about. Consider the public libraries, for example. Seeing as how water and paper aren’t a very good combination, several libraries lost entire book collections–every single book–and desperately need to restack those stacks.
Let’s All Do the Bump
If there is a "next time" and I end up with a cute little bump instead of the quadruple roly-poly thing I had with baby number one, I’m getting a cute little BUMP shirt to match.
Whose Books Are These Anyway?
I’m happy to lend out my daughter’s 1,278 books, however, I can’t be bothered penning our name and phone number in every single one. But without some type of identifying mark, I have a feeling I’ll never see them again.
Babies + Chemicals: Not The Best Combo
It seems that along with my bright wit and sparkling personality, my daughter has inherited my sensitive skin. And while I have found a few products that suffice, sufficing isn't good enough when it comes to my girl.That's why I'm delighted to have discovered...
Take That, Atkins
As the old ad used to say, I love sweets but they don’t love me. And then I discovered the carbs that love you back: The absolutely 100% calorie-free goodness of Heidi Kenney’s felt creations at My Paper Crane Shop.
The Other Layettes Will Be Jealous
Yes, you can purchase a "layette" as a baby gift--a complete set of boring onesies, bibs, and Victorian-era booties that I'm not sure ever make it out of the box, let alone the house. And then there are those sets that just make your ovaries hurt.That's how...
Wait, So All Drummers Aren’t White?
As a woman of mixed heritage, I've often wondered how topromote diversity in our home when most of my toddler's toys and clothes feature white folks--you know, because all farmers, ballerinas andmusicians are white. Right. That's why I love the multi-culti selection...
Just Don’t Call it Scrapbooking
I cannot tell you exactly why I still have my Junior Prom corsage stuffed away in a shoebox between old report cards and notes my best friend passed me in French class, but I do. I mean, I didn’t even like the guy and he cheaped out on the champagne. But throwing away the things feels too much like throwing away the memories. Which also explains why I’m already on shoebox number three for my year-old daughter.