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But we have no car

 

I’m a car seat fanatic when we’re in a moving vehicle. I would rather push my hideously unwieldy double car seat stroller up a hill in the Black Forest than risk my kids being in a car without their Graco 32s. However, since we don’t actually own a car (city living folks!), the car seats are constantly being pulled from vehicles into buildings, onto planes clipped into buggies. When we are home, there is usually at least one car seat in the girls’ room. And more often than not, it is the “preferred napping station” for one or the other. Bummer then, the article I found today on US News & World Report.

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Hidden jewels

 

My husband is a great father and really enjoys his little girls. However, no matter what I do, I cannot get him to stop screaming like a woman every time one of them vomits, urinates or stools on him. I keep telling him that they are babies and it’s not their fault. It’s a given that anything I’m wearing around Zoe will require laundering. But I have to say that she pushed even my buttons this week. Honestly.

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Bite me

 

Happy 4th of July! As I watched my child chomp down on her first vanilla cupcake, followed by a bowl of vanilla ice cream, I thought about what I’d like to read if I were you. Don’t you want to know what questions I ask my pediatrician? I’ll tell you. When is my poor child going to get a tooth?

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Summer days

 

My apologies for the silence! We took the girls to Germany for a few days of relaxation and fun. My ladies are expert travelers and we did have a fabulous time. Eva got some well-deserved vanilla ice cream for the first time (big!) and Zoe managed to stay all night in her crib (really big!) In fact, the only glitch was when we found ourselves about a half mile behind a rather serious accident (complete with helicopters and countless rescue vehicles). In Germany there is apparently no urgency to restoring the flow of traffic, to the point where the clean up crews were actually sweeping up the broken glass by the time we drove past the site. What that meant was that we had about an hour of complete standstill, in the heat of summer.

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The Friendly Skies

 

Now that I’m coming down off the high of a wonderful holiday with one, very manageable, baby (Zoe had an equally wonderful time being Papa’s center of attention at home so no worries there), I have some new insights and tips for traveling with an infant. Starting with: pick a country that is baby-friendly. Good gracious, the Swiss not only have awesome banks, they are the most child-welcoming society I’ve ever encountered. People ran to help us up stairs with our stroller, nobody blinked an eye when a sleeping baby accompanied us on our dinner reservation and the hotel actually sent up baby towels and a stuffed animal with the crib. I was in heaven. Of course, not everyone in the world is Swiss.

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