(I’m more obnoxiously excited than my children to have had the chance to write this sponsored post on behalf of the Chicago Museum of Science & Industry. Seriously. It’s ridiculous over here.) Every single Chicagoan knows the glory of our awesome Museum of Science & Industry; from the famed Science Storms to the impossibly detailed Great Train Story to the charming Main Street (with obligatory ice cream parlor and old-fashioned cinema breaks). And the MSI has added one more thing {Read More}
Happy Fourth…
…Love, Our Little Sparklers. (Happy birthday, America!)
Reports From The Front. (On Their Sides.)
Thankfully, everyone’s feeling much better around here. Unfortunately, this is what the aftermath looks like: You’d think I’d appreciate the whole “staying put” and “not climbing the bookshelves” thing. But the truth is- when they’re this worn out, I kinda find myself longing for a good ol’ fashioned Chair Topplin’. Remind me of this next week, yeah?
June Date: Wait A Sec, REALLY?!
So on Friday night, P.J. had an awesome Date Night planned for us. It was a surprise n’ everything. (For the newcomers, P.J.’s Christmas present to me was a year of cool date nights, highlighting and celebrating everything we say we love about living in Chicago…but somehow never find time to do.) The date he had chosen for June was an evening at Hollywood Beach. (It’s a really, really nice beach traditionally frequented by a largely gay population- meaning that it’s {Read More}
Hyundai’s Epic Playdate- Part 2!
Remember way back when I posted about super-stellar playdates as part of the Hyundai Epic Playdate contest/extravaganza? Well, a) the one in Santa Barbara, CA, happened and was a blast, and b) the fun’s still going on so I was asked to blog about even more awesomesauceitude re: the perfect playdate with my miniature partygoers. ‘Cause lets be honest- some people really know how to put the adept in playdate…if you’re into anagrams…and you don’t use all the letters… ANYWAY. To check {Read More}
Things That Go Bump In The Tank Top.
I’ve been seeing a ton of my friends post baby bump pix- both old and new- and I’ve been inspired to join their [protruding] ranks. So here, darling friends, is what 14 weeks looks like. If it’s your third baby. And you have possess the shortest torso known to [wo]man. Behold. And now you know my dirty little secret: if you can’t remember the last time you washed your hair, do French braids! Whimsical! This is the pregnancy that Nora acknowledged {Read More}
Smile-Worthy Things. (And One Laugh-And-Regret-It-Worthy Thing.)
Happy Wednesday, everyone. Here are some pix that either make me smile or laugh inappropriately: One of my best friends with his blondie goddaughter- mere moments before she mildlyconcussed herself. Which, regardless of his Catholic/godfatherly guilt, had zero to do withhis presence/the plans for dim sum/anything else which I know he’s thinking at this exact moment. Nora asked me to take a picture of her in front of Zuzu’s fan with “crazy hair.” Fun factoid: Her hair looked like this for {Read More}
Freaky Rivet Wants To Help Your Kid Be An Awesome Person.
You know I love me some kiddo activities, right? And you know how much I love sharing super-stellar companies that come my way. And I know you know there’s only so many times* you can play Memory in a given day. So I recently signed up with Freaky Rivet, a truly hilarious (and inspiring!) site designed to get your children up and at ’em- and their sticky hands off of your techie gadgets. In the words of its’ creators, Freaky Rivet {Read More}