Disclosure: As a member of Netflix’s Stream Team, I get access to crazy/lovely streaming knowledge and goodies in exchange for my unabashed adoration of all things Netflix- but, as always, all thoughts, opinions, and animation gratitude are entirely my own. *** No one ever said being a parent was easy. (In fact, not a day goes by where people don’t stop me on the street to inform me how hard parenting actually is. THANKS FOR THE TIP, I tell them as {Read More}
Spring breaking with Pearachute (and a last-chance deal!)
March 29, 2016 By Leave a Comment
Disclosure: I’m thrilled to be working as a Pearachute Kids ambassador. Check it out: baby classes! Little kid stories and activities! Bigger kid sports and fine arts! Sibling classes! Drop offfffffs! Even though I’m being compensated for my posts, all thoughts, opinions, and gloriously tired-out children are entirely my own. *** Curious as to what Pearachuting those tiny kiddos of mine have been up to lately? In “Pearachute About Town” News: Nora and Susannah rocked a Minnow class at the British Swim School. {Read More}
The night Nora asked for a tattoo.
March 10, 2016 By 5 Comments
I was proud of myself, even though the question caught me off-guard. “Mom, when can I have a tattoo?” My six year-old posed the request and, even though I didn’t really feel like outlining my hopes and dreams and fears for her in the middle of dinner prep, I knew I really didn’t have a choice. The hard parts of motherhood wait for no man’s spinach enchiladas. So. I stepped up and mothered, dammit. I explained the concept of permanence, {Read More}
SoCozy haircare now at Bed, Bath & Beyond, Harmon, and BuyBuy Baby!
February 16, 2016 By Leave a Comment
Disclosure: Even though this is a sponsored post for SoCozy, all thoughts, opinions, and tangle-free mornings are entirely my own. *** If you missed the first time I raved about the incredible SoCozy company (founded by NYC salon owner Cozy Friedman), brace yourself: I’m about to go at it again. This household is downright obsessed with SoCozy’s line of non-toxic, nasty-free hair care products. Ready for what they DON’T have? Parabens, formaldehyde, sulfates, phthalates, synthetic color, and propylene glycol Alcohol, gluten, {Read More}
Thanksgiving, Chicago theatre, and a heavily discounted book!
November 30, 2015 By Leave a Comment
Happy Cyber Monday! Thanks for spending it here (…on your way to that Amazon flash sale dealie). Last week was so jam-packed and Thanksgiving was so marvelous that I totally forgot about my Thursday post until, uh, last night. (Whee! Now that’s some quality turkey-ing.) Highlights: We spent the day itself at our great friends’/neighbors’ house and completely encroached upon their extended family time. (Thanks, Coopers!) Related: is that corn pudding/casserole thing a Midwestern wonder, or have people just been {Read More}
Six. (Like, years.)
October 29, 2015 By 3 Comments
Dear Nora, First off, happy birthday. You are six. You are six. I remember each moment of your arrival- and don’t tell me I don’t, morphine ain’t that great of a drug- because I wanted to meet you so badly. I panicked (and ate salt) throughout eleventy-nine months of a sitcom of a pregnancy (one of the more serious and “real” episodes, obvie). What if I had no idea how to be a Mom? Would I ever be able to {Read More}
Lille Huset & the greatest dollhouse party, ever.
October 28, 2015 By Leave a Comment
Today’s post is sponsored by Lille Huset, a gorgeous line of crafted and creative dollhouses that my kids will eventually get to play with by themselves. As soon as I let go of them. (Today is not that day.) That said, all thoughts, opinions, and perfectly decorated playhouses are entirely my own. *** When I was a little kid, I played with dollhouses. When I was a slightly older…kid…I played with dollhouses. Only by this time I was an expert {Read More}
Parental failure: Apple orchard edition.
September 28, 2015 By 4 Comments
I’m starting to see a pattern. There are ideas- really, really good ideas- that get into my head. And even if they don’t jive with my current reality, once I’ve decided that THIS is the plan, then buster: We’re sticking with the plan. So when it falls apart spectacularly, I shouldn’t be surprised. But I always am. Loudly. With tears. Which brings us to Sunday! P.J. and I- we– had decided to go apple picking. In Indiana. Because we always {Read More}
