I have learned in a relatively short time that kids love anything with their names on it. It doesn’t matter if it’s spelled out in English, Greek, or hieroglyphics–in which case you could kind of fake it, come to think of it. There’s no better gift.
Children of the seventies: If you’ve ever crashed out in a bean bag chair in front of the Partridge Family, raise your hand. Yep, me too.
I’m always of the mind that you can never be without a blanket when you’ve got kids. I’d sooner leave the house without a spare diaper than without a spare blanket. I’m not exaggerating.
We’ve all been huge admirers (slash patrons) of Lucina ever since we discovered their unbelievably gooooorgeous jewelry that just so happens to help make the word a better place.
As a musician with way too many closets full of instruments, I’ve got a soft spot for kids threads that show off our love of all things melodic.
I really dig that the Mod-1970s thing has made a comeback, if only so my son can grow up with groovy items, just like the ones his old mom had when Marsha Brady was trying out for cheerleader.
Perhaps you bought a few items (before discovering Cool Mom Picks of course) and realize now that you don’t want them. Here are a few solutions to minimizes your carbon footprint, as the kids say today.
We’ve done our best here at Cool Mom Picks to highlight fantastic alternatives to typical baby hair clips. But what we’ve discovered is that when your kid actually gets enough hair for real accessories, it’s as though the designers just take all the creepy infant hair bows and just make them bigger.
Like there aren’t enough things you have to give up when you’re pregnant (sushi, Pinot Noir, catcalls from construction workers) now people are getting all waffle-y on nailpolish. Excuse me, but give up my weekend pedicures? Not happening.
I admit, when I hear "nursery rhyme art" my mind automatically goes to images far too cutesie for any kid over about 6 months. Like old whats-her-name with the codependent lamb.