The power of play is a beautiful thing. And thanks to CBS Los Angeles news, I’ve been doing serious research, people. This week, I finally played hide-and-seek with my older daughter after putting it off over and over because of dishes, laundry, cooking, errands and the like. All I kept thinking was, “Why did I put…
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Vegas, Baby: Why Two Moms Went to Tao Beach.
What happens when two moms of two daughters each bust into the pool party at Tao Beach Las Vegas? Well… Now now, don’t judge. This was a matter of practical research. This was a matter of reigniting energy. This was a matter of seeking some unconventional fun in the name of reducing stress. This was a…
Mommy & Me Style! Featuring FabKids & JustFab. {VIDEO}
Yes, I’m counting the days until Mother’s Day. Not for the possible mimosas, not for the intended appreciation from people I love the most and not for the sure-to-be-adorable hand-drawn cards I’m hopefully gonna get again. All those fabulous things are, thankfully, usually givens… along with our usual (and many!) coordinating mommy and me outfits. It’s part…
Holiday Memories: Make ’em NOW.
DISCLOSURE: The following post is part of a sponsored partnership between Americana at Brand, Seedling and The Fab Mom. All experiences, opinions and holiday memories are mine… and all fabulous crafting messes proudly belong to myself, my friends and our families. Find more fun on Twitter or Instagram at #FabMomAAB (December 2015 only). Holiday memories: If…
New Mom Body: Top 3 Finds to Bounce it Back!
Pregnant or have an expecting friend? Forget about giving new moms swaddle blankets, baby swings or stuffed animals for her soon-to-precious bundle. Give her something she’s going to WANT. Give her something for her new mom body… to get her body back. Here’s the thing: Whether or not she full-on admits it, there’s a part…
Me Time Motivation: Get A Sitter. Go Shop.
Get a sitter for Me Time. Ha. Easier said than done… (this coming from someone who’s famous for stopping nice, responsible-looking teens ushering small children around on the streets of my neighborhood to ask them if they babysit and then reference my innocent-not-so-innocent little people trailing behind me in their flip-flops… don’t laugh). But seriously: The simple…
Disneyland with Grandpa. No princesses necessary. #Disneyland60
Every time Father’s Day rolls around, I usually write something about my husband (how he freaks me out, the things I learn from him, blah blah blah)… but I rarely write about my own dad. Because Dad is kinda private. You can’t even ask him to take a picture (with his own grandkids!) without him…
