There’s nothing like anticipating that glorious, uninterrupted, naptime shower only to have to spend an extra ten minutes emptying out all the darn bath toys that are scattered around the bottom of the tub. And the net thing? Please. That holds one rubber duck and my scrub brush, if that.
Today marks the beginning of breast cancer awareness month. While seeking out some cool but under-the-radar organizations affiliated with the cause, one of the first we fell in love with isFeel Your Boobies. And that was just on the name alone.
I admit that at first, I fell victim to the ugly pricy diaper bag. Then I transitioned to the large purse, which has worked well for me since my daughter reached toddlerdom. However, with #2 arriving in a few months and the threat of leaky bottles looming, it’s time to go back to the world of bags made to handle spills and messes.
When you ask a kid what he wants to be when he grows up, you usually get those great juxtapositions: a gymnast and a veterinarian. A firefighter and a circus clown. The way I see it, as long as I don’t hear ballerina and metal groupie, my daughter can dream away.
I’ve always had this weird aversion to monogrammed items, as if they should only be owned by people named Winston or Finston or anyone the third.
I’m always thrilled to bits to get personal, handwritten notes. But I can’t help but snicker when I get a thank you note supposedly written in first-person by a newborn. Are the new parents already outsourcing their chores to these (clearly gifted) children? Call me a skeptic, but I’m pretty sure I can recognize adult handwriting.
Despite my reaction to the contrary at my baby shower, I soon realized that one can never have too many blankets.. Some are lightweight, some are warm, some work for swaddling, some are so ugly, they’re just the thing to toss in the car trunk for emergencies. The one kind of blanket I could have used but didn’t get – something waterproof.
I just received an email from a friend who’s recently returned from Kyrgyzstan with his beautiful new adopted daughter. Another friend is currently in China on a similar mission, and then CMP received an email from the author of a popular adoption blog–all of which made us realize that the adoptive parents market is underserved when it comes to cool gear.
Not being a big fan of today’s little girl "princess culture", I was skeptical about a new kids’ album by a group called Princess Katie and Racer Steve. But Songs for the Coolest Kids turned out to be an exciting new find for me.
I know it’s only October, but those gift-giving holidays are just around the corner. And while we know your spouse or sigOth is probably a savvy gift giver, it can’t hurt to gently nudge him in a particular direction.