The weird, messy truth about baby mineral oil: A letter to past me
Dear Sarah from last November, You're sitting on the beige bathroom rug at 2 AM. You're wearing those faded black leggings that have a hole near the left knee, you're freezing, and you're drinking your third cup of lukewarm coffee...
The Complete Jelly Baby Survival Guide For Overthinking Dads
Dear Marcus from six months ago. Itβs me, future Marcus. Our kid is 11 months old now, and I know exactly what you're doing. You're currently standing in aisle four of the Hawthorne Fred Meyer at 9:15 PM, holding a...
The truth about that viral JD Vance baby face meme
Listen, I was scrolling past a picture of the vice president on my phone at 2 a.m. while my toddler used my ribcage as a trampoline. It was that jd vance baby face edit that took over the internet late...
Why The Filter Baby Concept Actually Matters For Your Sanity
I was standing in our tiny primary bathroom, the exhaust fan rattling like a helicopter overhead, while my oldest son Wyatt screamed bloody murder. He wasn't even six months old yet. I had just pulled him out of the bathtub,...
Troubleshooting Dry Skin: What Is Baby Oil Actually Used For
It was exactly 68 degrees in the postpartum recovery room. I know this because the wall thermostat was the only illuminated object I had stared at for the previous four hours while my wife finally slept. I was holding a...
A Dad's Messy Quest for the Best Sunscreen for Babies
It's exactly 78.4 degrees at Laurelhurst Park, and I'm currently holding a pressurized aluminum can of SPF 50 like it's a live grenade. My eleven-month-old son, Leo, is squirming on the picnic blanket like I'm trying to install a malicious...
Real Baby Rash Types With Pictures So You Can Stop Panicking
It was 2:14 AM and I was sitting on the edge of the nursery glider in Daveβs stained Villanova hoodie, completely paralyzed by fear, holding my iPhone flashlight about a quarter-inch from my three-week-old sonβs cheek. Leo was fast asleep,...
The Absolute Panic Over Baby Lips During a Harsh London Winter
It's exactly 6:14 am on a Tuesday, and I'm staring at my daughterβs face under the harsh, unforgiving glow of my phone's flashlight. Outside, the London winter is doing that thing where it isn't actually snowing but the damp air...
How to Find the Best Baby Sunscreen Without Losing Your Sanity
I'm sitting on a blistering hot dock at the lake with my oldest pinned firmly between my knees, my middle kid is actively trying to eat a handful of wet sand, and I'm staring at a bottle of aerosol "sport"...