I sat down at the computer tonight with every intent to write a nice, happy post about Spring or Easter or Bernstein Bears. But as my computer was loading up this article caught my eye and now I can think of…
I am a girly-girl. I like pink, I like bling, I like make-up and mani/pedis. So you’d think when I found out I was having a boy I would have been upset.
Not at all! Having a boy means that…
Usually when I work with a client with kids, toys are the main issue. A good sort and purge (and donate) usually does a big portion of the clutter control. Once we have pared it down to only what is…
Being the mom of two very energetic, unstoppable little boys, I’m always on the lookout for good activities. I know the city of Chicago has tons to offer but because we live in the suburbs (Dupage County!) there’s only certain…
You get the mama bear. Or so the saying goes…
With some minor exceptions, the weather in Chicagoland this week has been amazing. Sunny, warm enough that a sweatshirt or light coat is all you need, blue skies… perfect park…
Today’s guest post is from Dupage Mama and professional organizer Jamie Martin. Her website is full of helpful hint to get that clutter under control. Visit today or give Jamie a call if you need some advice for…
Yup, this picture is just plain weird. And the story, frankly, doesn’t help. I was walking in a Forest Preserve recently and found these two things on the ground. And I saw a tree. And I put them together…
Today’s post is by our newest Dupage Mamas writer! She goes by Modern Day Lucy, because that is what she is. She is a wife, a new mom, and a fabulous writer who loves to share the quirky, funny,…
I’ve only had to call the Poison Control Hotline once in my life (Praise the Lord and Knock on Wood). It was scary, but they were calm and helpful, and their solution did the trick. I’m glad to know they…
In the wake of all the dramatic press about babywearing this week, I was combing through some old photos trying to find some good sling pictures. I came across this photo taken after my oldest son’s first Christmas. He…
