Baby bottles are notoriously tricky to clean — no amount of wands, bristles or fancy attachments seem to get the job done quite as well as a simple, sudsy washcloth. Until now. This fiber-filled and oh-so-gentle cloth mitt arrives with a built-in nipple cleaner for a handy 2-in-1 game-changer that works with any wide mouth
With the weather (finally!) turning chilly, we’re making room on the calendar for bonfires, evening bike rides and fall festivals. I’ve been loving this 100% cotton standby for sweet Scout, who has a less-than-grateful disposition toward headwear of any sort. The straps are long enough for double knotting, which means even baby Houdini himself can’t
If you’ve ever tried to wrestle a bib onto a fussy baby, you know it’s a big deal to find an option that doesn’t leave you sweating before the puree cools. This one’s an absolute crowdpleaser for it’s simple ease and total comfort. (Pro Tip: It’s made with 100% Peruvian Pima cotton, which believe it
For the rabble rouser in every babe, this reclaimed henley romper from Brooklyn-based Appaman’s as comfy as it is sustainable. Bonus? The already-faded wash means you can launder those puree stains away (and away, and away) and we’ll all be none the wiser. To Buy: Reclaimed Henley Romper ($44) at Appaman.
Last week in New York, I sat in a green room before giving a broadcasted talk on simple living. There was an organized chaos in the atmosphere — hair to be sprayed, lips to be glossed, mascara wands wielding to and fro — but shortly before I left for the stage, a make-up artist stops
When I’m feeling frazzled by the noise/tears/questions/general mayhem that inevitably ensues with two littles underfoot, I reach for this quick-and-oh-so-refreshing mist in the kitchen cabinet. A few simple spritzes to the face offers an instant pick-me-up, and with a spicy citrus aromatherapy blend, it’s both calming and energizing enough to get me through the next
Ken’s the official gardener in these parts, mostly because I can’t be trusted with so much strategy (marigolds next to the tomatoes, they say, but keep broccoli far from the basil, and certainly no cucumber near the rosemary, and just like that, my head and gardening spade are spinning into oblivion). The other reason? Our
Sofas are a tricky thing to master. Too big, and the room feels dense, crowded. Too small and you’ll lose the familiar pull of a Saturday cat nap, a nest of blankets piled around socked feet. But just right? Goldilocks, meet Arlo. With a nod to mid-century charm and pillow-filled with down feathers, Sixpenny’s Arlo