You know, the ones spotted with yesterday’s dinner, or baby’s spit up, or what you thought were semi-permanent markers . . . or much worse.
Here’s our Rocking Parent Tip for what to do with that stained clothing that, if you’re creative, can make them even better!
1. Pin it! Whether it’s the classic punk-rock safety-pin treatment or buttons as we’ve done here, it’s easy to cover up a stain or rips by just covering them or folding fabric over them and pinning! Notice we also cut the bottom of the dress for extra edge.
2. Fringe it! If you have stains at the bottom of a shirt or dress, just cut up the bottom for a little ’70s flair.
3. Patch it up! You can get some iron-on patches and cut out a fun shape to cover the spot, or sew on a felt image. Like our warrior-inspired touch?
4. Draw over it! Have someone artistic in your family or circle of friends, give that clothing to them to give it new life.
5. Tie-dye it! And here’s the ’60s treatment that will add a new psychedelic dimension to your wardrobe.
For more of our DIYs, check our Pinterest board or browse our Rocking Parent Tips.
Here’s one thing you can’t digitize — a band T-shirt. While you can order them online, there’s nothing like lining up (more like crowding around) the merch counter before or after the show to get one from your favorite band. And wasn’t your heart broken when you finally got to the front just to be greeted with the “SOLD OUT” sign over the one you wanted?
Well, what you can thank the Internet for now are sites that sell them. And perhaps you may get lucky and come across a selection like this. Nirvana, indeed.
Here are the picks from the team at Rockabye Baby HQ:
Weezer. A song on their Blue album is titled “In the Garage,” which was basically about spending all your time in the garage, and that’s where you feel safe. I spent all my free time in high school in the garage learning to play instruments and forming a band. —Kristin
The Cure. One of the first bands I loved as a kid with their catchy pop hits, which were all over the radio and TV, but even then there was a mystique and allure to them. I had a friend whose cool, older, goth brother and his edgy, goth girlfriend listened to them, and they also had brilliant music videos, and, of course, there was/is Robert Smith’s crazy hair and iconography. They’ve been “with me” throughout my whole life and for various reasons — be it their upbeat, happy pop tunes, their melancholic love songs, or explicitly dark, early goth tunes. — Scott
Björk has always been an influence – I think it’s her attitude toward music (she knows absolutely no limit whatsoever) and the visuals that go with it. She pushes so many boundaries and is constantly evolving beyond expectation. I know it sounds like such a cliché thing to say about artists, but she really does take it to the extreme – far beyond what the majority of artists do. She basically works without a safety net and I really admire that. I guess I could almost say the same for Kanye West, though I feel like the syntax of his lyrics is more important and clever (and humorous) rather than thought provoking. — Jennifer
Dave Grohl. I taught myself how to play drums by watching him perform live. — Bill
You all know good and well by now that George Harrison, whose birthday just so happens to be today, is my musical champion. His fight to be seen as a contending songwriter by his cohorts never ceases to amaze me. He never gave up on himself . . . .and it’s a good thing, too, or we’d have missed out on “Here Comes The Sun,” “While My Guitar Gently Weeps,” “Something,” and a lot more.HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE, I LOVE YOU. — Stacie
The Police. My parents played them for me when I was in utereo and I’ve loved them my whole life. They influenced my future musical leanings (ska and punk rock) and taught me to appreciate good drumming (Stewart Copeland is a God). I’ve loved them for so long that it’s become part of my personality and who I am. — Sarah
I wouldn’t know. Neither would my parents, considering they were the first ones to introduce me to Peanuts decades ago through passing along the Sunday Comics section to me at a very young age. I do hope parents still do this. I loved getting that newsprint all over my hands. (My husband has introduced the world of Schulz to our daughter through books, records and videos.)
I even did my first ice skating routine to the Peanuts theme song, so you can imagine what it was like for me and my family — three generations, grandparents, kids, grandkids — walking into the Charles M. Schulz Museum in Santa Rosa, California. After days of family trip squabbling (you partake in this, too, yes?), we all found pleasure in taking a nostalgic walk through Schulz’s life and his work.
Here are some highlights . . .
Above is a closer look at the wall mural made up of more than 3,538 individual tiles featuring Peanuts comic strips. Totally breathtaking to see up close.
This is a peep-hole column that was just in a hidden-away corner of the museum featuring probably 10 or so holes, and was definitely a favorite among all ages, big and small. No one person could easily access each hole to see the surprises inside. Adults resorted to using phones to reach what they couldn’t (usually the ones on bottom); kids asked grownups for a lift to reach the ones above. I wont ruin the surprises for you. Don’t. Miss. It.
Schulz’s office recreated on second floor of museum using his actual furniture and belongings. Simple, special, Schulz.
There are many sculptures of your favorite characters you can pose with — or some bizarre hybrid of one. This one reminded us more of Fraggle Rock than Peanuts!
There’s also a great activity center where you can make your own comic strips, among other fun activities.
You’re a good man, Charles M. Schulz!
Feel like continuing a walk through years past? Check out our lullaby renditions of these iconic bands.
We don’t need the New York Times to tell us that not growing up has its benefits.
#NeverGrowUp #RBwisdom @brooklynkids
Just spend a couple hours with a baby or toddler — doesn’t even have to be yours — and see the world through their eyes, and, trust me, they’ll change your perspective on things. Try lying on your back below a colorful mobile, looking up into the sky on a stroll, walking on your knees or crawling on the floor — the view looks different from there.
Just wonder, wander . . . it’s Friday, you deserve it. Go find your extraordinary, baby.
While feathered hair, bell bottoms and disco were in full force in 1977, don’t dismiss the year as a bust. Fleetwood Mac’s best-selling record, Rumours, was released that year, too. It wasn’t that long ago but it sure seems like it!
And it was one of many cool things happening in 1977 . . .
Cars: The Chevy Impala and the Ford LTD
Top Movies: Stars Wars, Saturday Night Fever, Annie Hall
Gas Price: $0.65
Toys: Hobbie Hotdogger Skateboard
Top Albums: Fleetwood Mac’sRumours, Television’s Marquee Moon, Pink Floyd’s Animals
Books: The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien and The Shining by Stephen King
Fashion: Farrah Fawcett popularized the one-piece swimming suit
President: Jimmy Carter
Inventions: Magnetic Resonance Imaging (or as we call it the MRI) was invented by Ramond V. Damadian
How do you get sh*t done? Do you pay someone to do the things you don’t want to do? Live alone so you don’t have to deal with someone else’s sh*t? Have your mother or mother-in-law living with you to help out? Do tell.
Don’t be a hater, I always tell myself, when I come across those people who always seem like they have their sh*t together, look put together and keep it together in the most stressful situations. Their homes are unbelievably clean (seriously, where does the hair from their head go?), there are no bags under their eyes, they’re perfectly styled (at least compared to me) and even their kids look like they have their sh*t together, too. How, how, how?
I’ll admit that I’ve lost it on occasion (translation: last night) overwhelmed by all the things I feel like I have to do to sustain our family of three (six, if you count the animals) and manage our home. Yesterday, I was actually acting more like the child of the house than the mom as I was doing chores — no one else was going to do — late in the evening, slamming doors and drawers, throwing stuff into bins, stomping around, huffing and puffing (seriously, ready to blow the house down), and actually cursing under my breath, “I’m over this sh*t,” thinking my husband and daughter were far away in another room.
They were actually snoozing on the couch in the adjoining room and, oh, yeah, my husband heard me. And he gave me the daddy shame face plus the no-no nodding. My response to him was, “You just get to do the fun stuff, or the stuff you want to do.” You won’t see my husband cleaning our daughter’s dirty underwear or talking to the preschool teacher about lessons. So we agreed that we’d work on figuring out how to get sh*t done at home together so we all have more time to enjoy other things in life — the fun stuff. So here’s our list in progress:
How to Get Sh*t Done Without Really Trying (Kinda)
Buy a robot vacuum: My sister calls hers “Rosie.” That’s where all the hairs on her head and her Chow’s fur goes. Rosie eats it. Say bye-bye to broom and daily sweeping!
Pay someone to do it: House cleaning once a week or even a month I hear will change my life and our relationship. Imagine the energy conserved from not cleaning and not fighting with your significant other (or kid or dog or cat). Priceless.
The two Fs, Fluff and Fold: Some people are sensitive about other people doing their laundry, but imagine the extra time you have by sending your laundry out — or getting a cleaning person already at your house to do it. Friends of mine swear by it.
Plasticware and paper plates: Perhaps not the best for the environment, unless you get eco-friendly, biodegradable products, but this certainly makes cleanup easier (aka known as prevents roommates/spouses from getting upset over piling dishes).
FREE! Wait for your mom (or sister) to do it: I don’t know about you, but one of the perks of having family members visit is they’ll tend to do certain chores without asking. I can thank my mom for loading/unloading dishwasher, picking up takeout, loading/unloading laundry, emptying trash cans, and, the best, playing with my daughter — so I can do what I want — most of the time, without even me asking. As for my sister, because she doesn’t like anything we cook or stock in our pantry/fridge, when she visits, she’ll cook and buy enough food for a week.
Parents, do you dream of peaceful nights without baby's cries? Well, the rumours are true: Lullaby Renditions of Fleetwood Mac will soothe those woeful tears. Don't stop spinning these gentle instrumentals - they'll make sleeping fun.