Bless me, Earth Mother, for I have sinned. To cut to the chase, I drove a full 22 minutes on a perfectly gorgeous sunny autumn day to buy a bucket of plastic toys. Virgin plastic. $29.99. Lots of petroleum. Bad precedent. I know, it’s not pretty. So why did I fall so hard? It’s complicated….
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Wheeling away with goodies: Blogger/Brand event loads up mamas
It sure is nice to feel like other people want to make you happy. I was excited for the DC Metro Moms Brand/Blogger event as a motivator to finally get my three blogs merged into one blog (this one! with the domain I’ve been sitting on for a year and a half!), to see other…
A nice afternoon, but not perfect
Yesterday I finally got to see the Georgia O’Keefe exhibit at the Phillips Collection before its final weekend. However, although it was a lovely afternoon out in the city, it didn’t quite hit all the sweet spots I was looking for after a week of staying home with a sick son. Read my post —…
Look both ways — a tale of a city and its suburbs
Having someone in from out of town helps you see where you live with new eyes. When my brother-in-law visited, I was kind of psyched that after my husband picked him up at Union Station, they got enjoy a lovely drive through the District — past the monuments — at dusk on a perfect summer-feeling…
Navigating the birthday present conundrum
I was pretty comfortable with my “No gifts, please”/Birthdays Without Pressure approach until last week when my newly-four-year-old son said of the friends coming to his playdate, “But I want them to bring presents!” Am I an evil mommy for pushing low consumerism on my kid? Or am I just feeling the sting of letting…
Toy’s the Season
So what do you do when a near-elderly neighbor gives your kid a Toys R Us catalog (along with a few other Sunday inserts) as though it’s a gift? After my husband accepted this offer, I ought to have put the stuff in the recycling bin immediately. But they went onto the floor of the…
Don’t come in this store!
It’s always bugged me that the Babies R Us near my home has this mixed-message sign on its entry door. The white-line-divied red circle screams “don’t go there!” but the wording says “Entrance Only.” The other day I happened to have my camera with me, so I finally documented the insanity. Above is the view…