Posted by Becka Robinson
Well… it happened. Our tiny acrobat, I mean son, has figured out how to climb out of his crib. So today, we said bye-bye to his babyhood (pardon me while I stand in the corner and cry) and welcomed in full-fledged toddler time by converting his bed to a “big boy bed.” I can’t believe it’s already time. Where did the last two years go?
Posted by Selena Burgess
I’ve always been a sucker for plush. It would seem that my daughter inherited (or maybe I influenced her unknowingly), my love for soft plush toys. Her bed often gets taken over by all of her favourites, as she can’t seem to pick just one. About once a week I thin things out and things always get crowded again!
When I saw the new Disney baby Holiday Plush line, I was immediately smitten. I see these cuties as being that present you let your little ones open the night before the big day, to dream of Santa, reindeers and all the magic of the holidays that only little ones truly get to revel in and enjoy.
See all three in the collection below!
Posted by Selena Burgess
Last week my son turned four. According to Wyndham, being four years old means that he can do all sorts of things that he couldn’t do when he was three, and everything is way cooler now.
He can read his baby sister bedtime stories, brush his own teeth, get dressed and undressed on his own, (sort of), and wake himself up to go to the bathroom at night. Four means that he doesn’t need to be nagged at dinner to eat anymore (TOTALLY riding that one for all it’s worth), and being four means that he can be a rock star. All according to Wyndham. He’s right — he can do/be all of these things and so much more, now that he’s four.
To me, my son being four means that my baby/toddler has officially entered into childhood. I have a full-on kid now who can hold a conversation, ride a scooter with the big boys, and rock his balance bike like a pro BMX’er. Sheesh. In celebration of all this ‘four-ness’ we hosted a little sensory themed birthday party last weekend for my darling guy and some of his kindergarten classmates. Check it out!
Posted by Krishann Briscoe
The door opens and before her daddy and big sister walk in, Lola utters the word “hi.” It’s a big one, coming deep from her belly. Much different than the soft hi she used to whisper many weeks ago. Her hellos are now laced with confidence and sprinkled with excitement.
Posted by Maria José Ovalle
Hola, it’s me, Little L! This is my monthly recap of all of the things I’ve learned, discovered and chewed on. I’m 9 months and ooooh man, the fun just doesn’t end!
Mami is so easy to fool, although she does play hard to get sometimes when she makes me cry it out in my crib. Most of the time I win, but she is pretty sneaky herself, so I have to keep up!
And my brother M — I have to watch out for him because he is Mami’s helper and is always taking things away from me, saying “she can put it in her mouth.” He’s right, but what’s wrong with that?! I just want to get a little taste! And Papi, well, he’s the best — he lets me do what I want. I feel pretty calm around him. I just snuggle up with him when it’s dark outside, and we watch the news. First the BBC, then the local news. It’s our thing. He’s the only one that I will sit still with. He smells nice too, like my bath soap.
So here are 10 things I’ve mastered this month — I hope you are proud of me!