Life-Saving Baubles
It might be cool to wear your "peanut-free" backpack patch when you’re running with the elementary crowd, but not so much when the hormones start kicking in.
Book Snob Heaven
My family and I are serious book lovers. Okay, we’re full-on snobs. I admit it. We only have eyes for the worthwhile page-turners and even my toddler has learned to resist the call of the flashy but content-lite pages in the bargain bins and head straight for the award winners. That’s my girl!
Remedy for the Cold Shoulder
I’m generally pretty good about remembering a little sweater or jacket for my kids for those cool summer nights, but me? Well you know moms. We come last.
Lights Out, Pardner
Great nurseries and kids rooms are often made in the details–and they don’t have to be expensive. I’ve found a funky old 25 cent postcard leaning on a bookshelf can make more of an impression than that $800 crib.
Zen and the Art of the Sleeping Baby
I often wondered, night after sleepless night, as my daughter lay snuggled in my bed, what it was about her crib she hated so much? Was it the color? The wood? The discount price?
Emily Post Would Be Proud
I nearly fell over when I received a birthday card from a friend of mine who had just had her baby one week prior. Heck. A week after having my baby I don’t think I was getting enough sleep to use a pen let alone get a card in the mail.
Germs! All Over His Shirt!
I’ve always thought that that old nursery rhyme about little boys being made of snips and snails and puppydog tails was sort of weird. First of all: Snails? Really? When’s the last time your kid played with a snail? And what the heck is a snip, anyway?
Because New Dads Are in For The Shock of a Lifetime Too
It seems that poor dads-to-be get shafted in the baby gifts department. Sure, maybe they’re not so into opening up cute onesies or the softest burp cloths, but that doesn’t mean the dads don’t deserve a little token too come shower time.
Lullabies Not Just a Mother Could Love
Working with children for many years has exposed me to copious amounts of "kid music," most of which is very—um—catchy. (Read: it runs on an endless loop inside your head, making you want to schedule yourself for a lobotomy.)
Swimming with Konfidence
It’s Memorial Day – as in the official start of swim season. I know, I know, it’s just too hard to choose between trombone for toddlers and, pre-k/ickboxing. But whether you’re the type to go overboard on kids’ activities or not, I hope you’re fitting swim lessons in there somewhere.