I was trying to discourage my daughter from learnng to crawl (we have hard, marble floors throughout except for bedrooms and kitchen, which is hard tile) but maybe with this, I’ll reconsider!
The Crime: Mama ain’t getting any sleep.
Perp 1: The Munchkin AKA The Brain AKA Drama King
Evidence: Will walk into my bedroom when I am asleep, even though I have asked him to only wake me in an emergency, to tell me that he is bored. Or hungry. Or a combination of the two. Nice emergency, kid.
Perp 2: The Munchkinette AKA Cutie Pie AKA Here Comes Trouble
Evidence: Will basically refuse to go to sleep, even when extremely tired. Prone to waking up at the slightest noise. Also in the middle of the night. Has the gall to be cheerful at two in the morning.
The Verdict: Guilty as hell. Those halos are totally fake.
I might be the only one, but watching babies speak with adult voices creeps me out.
I didn’t like it so much in “Who Framed Roger Rabbit” which was the first time I remember seeing the concept. But at least it was understandable as a plot device, and it was an animated baby, which made it a bit easier to swallow. And maybe because it was just an awesome movie in general.
The E*Trade commercials are the ones that really freak me out, because it is a real baby with a (poorly) CGI’d mouth, and some snarky, slacker-sounding dude doing the voice. The dissonance is what is supposed to get your attention, but it makes me actively loathe them in a manner that just isn’t seemly.
The jury, however, is out on this one. I find it strangely compelling, but it certainly doesn’t make me want to buy Evian.
Actually in watching that again, I think the scariest part is the French voice at the end, which sounds like a parched, chain-smoking adolescent. Which come to think of it, makes me think of drinking water. So touche, Evian, touche.
I love the idea of these. Especially if the child’s name has more than one letter from the alphabet, because how are they going to spell their name with a regular set? Perfect for a gift or for your own child! All natural and organic, safe for teething, and something I might just get for my daughter.
Have I ever told you about my first Mother’s Day?
The one where my husband was working, and I was getting ready to go to my sister’s house for dinner. The Munchkin was seven months old, and I still treated him as if he was made out of china. For some reason, I tried to put him in the Baby Bjorn (even though, hello, the walk to the car was all of twenty steps) while standing over his crib.
Well, because I treated him so delicately and because I was always afraid I would clasp the Bjorn wrong, I did exactly that. The Munchkin went tumbling out of the Bjorn, hit his head on the side of his crib, and then fell on the floor.
Yeah, it was as as bad as it sounds.
So my very first Mother’s Day was spent in the ER, thinking I had just caused irreparable brain damage to my child. One for the memory books, for sure.
And that is my gift to you, the present of feeling vastly superior in your parenting skills.
Happy Mother’s Day!
As I’ve mentioned before, my daughter has a lot of hair. So much hair that even at the tender age of six months, her hair must be contained at all times by a headband, else it falls in her eyes and hilarity definitely does not ensue. I don’t know if it is because I am used to taking care of longer hair, but I seem to be pretty good at wrangling my daughter’s unruly locks. When I am done with her, she looks somewhat like this:
Well, she doesn’t look exactly like Rachel McAdams, but her headband is appropriately placed, her hair is smooth, and she is happy.
My poor husband has yet to master the intricacies of the wh0le headband thing, and the other day when I came home from the grocery store, my poor daughter no longer looked like Ms. McAdams, but instead…
Recently I came across Jack and Lily shoes at a retail store, and I have to say, I really like them. The “Original” designs are a bit like Robeez, but seemingly better made. The “My Shoes” line for infants and toddlers is also uber-cute. They are similar in price to Robeez, made in Canada, and as a big bonus, are machine washable. Here are a few of my favorites…
*I was given no compensation for this review. I shelled out my own dough for these shoes.
We jokingly refer to it as the “barber chair” but there really is a lot to like about the Boon Flair high chair.
I had spent much too much time deciding on a high chair for the Munchkinette, and I almost bought a Stokke Tripp Trapp until I saw this. Yeah, the chair now comes with plastic extenders that supposedly make the whole falling-backward-so-they-can-crack-their-head-open thing not happen, but if I am going to be spending almost four hundred dollars on a high chair (paying extra for the infant adapter AND the cloth cushion AND for a tray) I decided that I should NEVER have to think even for a nanosecond that my daughter could push the chair back from the table like that. Her chubby little legs are surprisingly strong, and she likes kicking as much as David Beckham, and with almost as much accuracy. As my kitchen table has quite a significant drop down portion beneath the table top proper, the Tripp Trapp was just not an option for me, no matter how “cool” it may look.
The Boon Flair is a single piece of molded plastic that rests on a pneumatic lift, thus giving it that old-timey barber chair vibe. But, it is insanely easy to clean, has a removable tray with two plastic liners, all of which fit in the dishwasher. As any parent who has had to clean off dried baby food knows, ease of cleaning is huge. It also has very cool casters on the bottom which make it a breeze to move around the kitchen, which my daughter loves since there is quite a bit of distance between the table and the kitchen sink, where she enjoys watching me do the dishes. I actually don’t enjoy doing the dishes, but it makes it less of a chore when I can interact with her. The Flair has a five-point harness for keeping the squirmers in their place, and the removable tray means that I can still push her up to the table when she gets older. And obviously, the pneumatic lift makes it ridiculously easy to adjust up or down.
The only drawback I can see is that for small kitchens, the bottom of the chair where the casters are placed might take up a bit too much room. It doesn’t have any reclining features or huge plastic-y cushions, which might be a minus for some but which I view as a plus. It isn’t a chair for napping, and the plastic cushions just make the child sticky and whiny in the warmer months. Not to mention they are a pain to clean.
Other than that, having dealt with a more traditional high chair with my first child, I’m actually looking forward to feeding times with the Flair!
*I was given no compensation for this review. Money spent on this product was my own hard-earned cash.