I’m tempted to take a picture of our toy pile to illustrate why I’ve been saving up for this organizer. Picture a pile of toys toppling out of different shaped, sized, and colored bins, personifying kiddo clutter. In our living room.
We saw this unit in a beach rental property 2 summers ago (note the tiny toddler) where one could enter the sitting room and have no idea it was full of kid-accessible toys. But pull out and empty a bin and get your little hands on Legos, action figures, art supplies, tea party props… Each bin assigned a toy-type.
The handles are leather, real leather. The bin nylon is thick and sturdy, in colors that don’t make your teeth hurt. The wood is wood. (Well, it’s “well built of wood composite and melamine veneer”) You may be able to choose your wood finish. Possibly?
Oh, did I mention it’s Italian? It’s Italian. But doesn’t cost ninety-nine hundred thousand lira.
Beach house indoor playtime clean up was almost painlessly collaborative with a two-year-old: “The Legos go in the Yellow bin… la la la… team work team work… la la la…”.
You can customize your rainbow, with or sans casters, and choose the number of bins. They have vertical stackers, too, but this one is best.
Swildens for teens (or their mothers, squeezing into sizes 16Y) and Stella McCartney Kids: Fetishizing the American West, European-style.
Maybe it’s because we travel a lot, or maybe I’m just a sucker for stars, but this soft, lightweight luggage looks like the perfect kiddo carry-on. She gets her own carry-on bag, right? It doesn’t have to count as one of my bags, does it? Either of these looks just big enough to store my (her) iPad, my (her) iPhone, my (her) airplane snacks and sparkling water. And her (my) pillow and blankie.
Most wonderful of all, kids that grow like weeds don’t outgrow luggage. Until they’re 22?
Bobo Choses’ effortlessly adorable onesies make unique yet practical gifts, and when baby outgrows them, as I’m told she will, they’re graphically pleasing enough to frame and hang on the nursery wall.
All babies call bananas “nanas.”
This is a banana and a pillow. A pillow made of wool, loomed by hand in Peru. Is loomed a verb? I have hugged this pillow. It’s sturdy and thick and substantial and should last a lifetime. Don’t let those tiny moths get to it.
This pillow is *almost* punkrock.
(Ok, it’s more pop than punkrock.)
Also the banana could be pink.
Or an apple.
Or any color you choose, because Jonathan Adler offers custom choices.
My kid loves fruit. Especially bananas. And I think she officially knows what a pillow is. Who hasn’t been looking for a pillow for that extra lumbar support in their glider in the nursery because they’re still rocking their 20-month-old to sleep every night?
While we were pregnant, our friend Tina gifted us with Candela Glow by OXO. Once bebe was born, these hand-held, glowy lights became our most essential household tool (next to the iPhone. And, well, diapers were pretty important.)
The soft, glowy light is perfect for when you need to get up in the wee hours to tend to babe (or, as the case was with us for several months, not get up but simply roll over and nurse, and at least see enough to aim baby’s mouth onto boob and check latch). It’s 3 am, let’s not switch on a bedside or overhead lamp. And if you needed further incentive not to turn on the full wattage at sleepytime, GOOD’s article on the effects of artificial light on the brain at night should do the trick (sleep-interruption is bad enough, cancer is worse).
I slept with a candela by my head during months of co-sleeping and overnight nursing. When our baby moved to her own room, we started using them to sneak in and check on her before we went to bed each night. Which we do still. Every night… most nights, right after we brush our teeth, before we take off our slippers and crawl into bed (at 10pm), just to, you know, watch her breathe. Everyone does this, right?
These lamps stay charged seemingly forever, and recharge when resting on their dock. They’d be nice for around the dinner table, if you have a terrace and it’s summertime. When my parents visit, I hand them one to keep bedside so they don’t bash their shins on the coffee table if they need to get up and pee in the “wee” hours.
Tina had a model which was perfect for the small, grasping hands of her 2 year old when she cralwed out of bed in the middle of the night to find her way to her mum and dad’s room. At least that’s what I’d use it for if I were two.
Shoot me now.
Would it be going too far to tag this organic cotton girls’ leg-wear as “essential”?
These are already in my shopping cart. Mew.
This hat speaks for itself. It’s saying “I’m a sun hat.” But wait, doesn’t it look like a rain hat? So wear it in the rain. I mean your kid, of course. Not you. It doesn’t come in size 30-something. It comes in kids’ sizes: 6-12 mos, 1-3 yrs, and 3-6 yrs. It comes in blue, pink, white… and the perfect yellow.
We know not to Mess With Texas, but nobody never said Don’t Teethe With Texas.
I don’t know. There’s got to be a better play on words in there. (T is for Texas, T’s for Teething, too…)
Made by Little Sapling Toys, that Texas Teether right there (my Texas roots) and the Bat (Man) Teether are enough to make me want to make another baby with Khoi right now. I guess we’ll need 2 babies, one for each teether.
These teethers are sanded smooth and left unfinished. You can get them personalized with an engraving?! What??
Speaking of cameras, they make this toy wooden camera, too.
I’m one of those parents who loves LOVES wooden toys. And so do children. As Tina Fey so perfectly put it in The New Yorker, this camera is…
…”the kind of beautiful wooden educational toy that kids love (if there are absolutely no other toys around and they have never seen television.)”
Made with organic wood, lightly rubbed with a custom beeswax and organic jojoba oil finish. Smart, snappy and safe.