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The Thermoregulation Bug: Why We Keep Our Baby in Rompers
We were standing in the driveway during that weird Portland heat dome last July when my brain effectively blue-screened. My mother-in-law was on FaceTime insisting our then-newborn needed full linen long sleeves so the sun wouldn't vaporize him. My neighbor...
The Messy, Soap-Tasting Truth About Choosing The Right Baby Bowls
Before I even bought a highchair for Leo, three different people gave me completely contradicting advice about feeding him. My mother-in-law cornered me in my own kitchen to say that plates were a waste of money and I should just...
The Real Deal With Baby Swaddling And Escaping The Burrito Phase
It was 3:00 AM, and my oldest son Jackson looked like a very angry, heavily perspiring tamale. I was sitting on the nursery floor trying to wrestle him into a thick, quilted heirloom blanket my grandma insisted was the only...
Baby Bowls Silicone: Troubleshooting The Night Spaghetti Won
6:14 PM, Tuesday. The ambient temperature in the kitchen was 68 degrees, but the marinara sauce slowly dripping down the bridge of my glasses was closer to 105. My eleven-month-old daughter had just executed a flawless physics demonstration right in...
The Engineering of Bib Safety and Dishwasher Survival Protocols
My mother-in-law told me to just tie a cloth napkin around his neck because "that's what we did in the eighties." A guy on the r/daddit subreddit swore by stripping his kid down to a diaper and hosing him off...
The brutal truth about chunky baby sweaters and keeping infants warm
You're thirty seconds into trying to shove a rigid, uncooperative little arm through the tiny sleeve of a thick cable-knit pullover when you realize you've made a terrible mistake. The baby is screaming. You're sweating. The dog is staring at...
The Stroller Blanket Learning Curve: A Dad's Cold Weather Guide
We were exactly three blocks from the coffee shop on Hawthorne, the wind was doing that aggressive Portland damp-chill thing, and my 11-month-old was screaming as if I had deeply offended him. I had tucked him into the travel system...
Why A Wool Sleep Sack Fixed My Massive Midnight Laundry Problem
It was 3:14 AM, and I was standing in the dark over my oldest childβs crib with my hand shoved down the back of his pajamas, trying to figure out if he felt like a normal human boy or a...
Dear Past Sarah: Your Kids Need Real Fishing Bibs Out There
Dear Sarah from last October, You're standing on the damp, splintery planks of the marina dock at 6:15 AM. You're wearing those gray Lululemon leggings that are starting to pill at the inner thighs, an oversized, slightly damp college sweatshirt,...