Why the Henley Romper is the Only Baby Outfit You Need
Dear Sarah from last November, You're currently standing in the middle of our sister's nursery, sweating in that beige oversized sweater that makes you look like a sheep, holding a lukewarm Yeti mug of day-old coffee. You're staring at a...
Why the Newborn Kimono Shirt is a Bug Fix for Early Parenting
Before our son was born, I made the mistake of asking three different people how to dress a newborn. My mother immediately texted me a link to a 20-pack of standard crotch-snap onesies because that's just what babies wear. Our...
The Absurdity of Sourcing Genuine Retro Tshirts for Toddler Twins
I'm currently standing in a painfully hip vintage shop somewhere in the depths of Shoreditch, holding a faded 1994 Soundgarden t-shirt roughly the size of a tea towel, while my daughter Lily attempts to eat a price tag that says...
The Chili's Parking Lot Blowout: A Real Guide to Baby T-Shirts
I was sitting in the driver's seat of my Honda CR-V in a Chili's parking lot, staring at my four-month-old firstborn, Carter, and seriously contemplating just leaving my favorite diaper bag in the car and walking home. It was 98...
Leggings 100 Baumwolle: The Truth About Pure Cotton Pants
Dear Priya of six months ago. You're currently sitting on the edge of the guest bathroom tub, aggressively slathering Aquaphor onto a raging red rash behind your toddler's knees. You're exhausted. You're wondering if he ate a bad strawberry or...
The Newborn Kimono Top: A First-Time Dadβs Troubleshooting Guide
My mom told me babies only need plain white onesies because that's what I wore and I survived with all my limbs intact. The aggressively hip barista at my local Portland coffee shop insisted I only use hand-woven hemp sacks...
The Great Layering Crash: Figuring Out Fall Baby Girl Outfits
We were in the back of my Subaru Outback in the Sauvie Island pumpkin patch parking lot, and my eleven-month-old daughter was emitting the thermal energy of a small sun. It was maybe 58 degrees outside. But inside the car,...
How a Simple Ribbed Onesie Saved My Sanity During a 3 AM Blowout
It's 3:14 AM on a Tuesday. I'm dealing with Diaper #284, and containment has been fully breached. The biohazard has traveled up my 11-month-old's spine, past his shoulder blades, and is currently threatening his neckline. I'm sweating through my t-shirt,...
The Truth About Capri Leggings for Girls and Summer Knees
I was sitting in the back of my minivan in a Target parking lot last July, desperately trying to peel a pair of sweat-cemented, neon pink synthetic leggings off my screaming three-year-old, when I finally broke. The temperature in rural...