Truth be told I, haven’t been playing enough lately. You know how I can tell? I forgot for a moment what an adverb was… Usually I’m able to rattle those things off, no problem, but while playing recently with a friend, I was asked for an adverb and I almost blurted out “incandescent.” I might as well have given a plural noun. Jeesh!
But now that I’m getting back into Mad Libs, I won’t be fumbling through my word types anymore. It’s honestly the best refresher for remembering the difference between them and a great way to teach them, too. So get those grammatical juices flowing with our latest holiday “Bib Lib!”
Print out the “Bib Libs” below with your loved ones. Fill in each blank with the instructed type of word and let the fun begin!
Share your Bib Libs with us by emailing a snapshot of your completed sheet on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram! And if you need a soundtrack for your Bib Lib playtime, click on one of our playlists below.
Yup, it’s that time to break out the holiday decorations and pick up that tree — or set up the plastic one, which my husband won’t surrender to but would save us quite the mess and hassle. I have to admit that I’m the type of person who often waits to the last minute to put seasonal or party décor up, and takes forever to take them down.
I am typing this just below a baby picture garland I made for my daughter’s first birthday party in May. But beyond just being plain lazy at times, I like decorations that are cool year-round, because I’m no mommy blogger coming up with brilliant or cutesy DIY projects every week, much less each year. I’ve made two garlands in one year, and they are neither brilliant nor cutesy. And neither are we, most of the time.
With that in mind, our household is committed to decorations that rock year-round, with a little edge. Just because we have a toddler running round, it doesn’t mean the house has to look like she completely has the run of the place.
Here are some “musical” decorations that we dig, and you could probably tell which ones I chose and which ones our resident Daddy in Training (aka husband) picked.
You’re scratching your head over this one? Me, too.
“Nothing says 1980s futuristic cool like a Blade Runner neon umbrella. Now imagine a ceiling covered with these neon beauties,” my husband. “Like moths to a porch light, you will be mesmerized by their warm soothing glow. And it also helps if you have a leaky roof like at our house.”
The Beatles’ second full-length studio album, With The Beatles, celebrates its 50-year anniversary today!
Released just 6 months after The Fab Four’s debut album Please Please Me, With The Beatles showcases the group’s songwriting ability and knack for turning already popular songs into their own, including Chuck Berry’s “Roll Over Beethoven.”
Fun Fact: EMI in Australia didn’t receive the cover art for With The Beatles and created the one above in its place.
To celebrate The Beatles 1963 release, I made my way around Rockabye Baby headquarters asking a few of our staff members to share their favorite songs off the album.
Stacie (a.k.a. Ms. Rockabye) “Till There Was You”
Normally I would go with “Don’t Bother Me” but then I remembered Paul McCartney covers “Till There Was You” from The Music Man on this album. Paul’s serenading floors me.
Argee in our Art Department: “Don’t Bother Me” “Don’t Bother Me” because it was written and sung by George Harrison. Also, here is a cover concept I came up with when we were reworking the cover for More Beatles. It’s a riff on With the Beatles:
Sarah (a.k.a Rockabye Grrl) “All My Loving’”
Definitely has to be “All My Loving” because it’s such a fun song to belt out. I always end up “singing” the guitar and bass sections between the first and second chorus, too.
Seraphina Project Coordinator “It Won’t Be Long”
Following the outstanding “All My Loving,” of course, “It Won’t Be Long” is my favorite Beatles track off this album. Another Lennon-McCartney collaboration, its clever play on the words “be long” and “belong” and call-and-response structure with “yeah” inserted in between not only make the tune an anthemic love song but also a fun shout-along at parties anywhere.
I don’t have many close friends or family with kids who can be considered “children” right now (outside of my cousin who has 4 boys under the age of 5…yeah, he has his hands full, but Christmas is going to be hilarious).
Anyway, it bums me out a little because kids are rad. Even the kids that are kind of jerks can be rad. As a former swimming instructor, I connected with a lot of my students. From watching them perfect their backstrokes, to encouraging them to take the jump off the high board or finally convincing them (really just one of them) they didn’t need to pee in the pool to be cool; not much has been more rewarding than seeing those kids succeed. I miss them . . . they’re probably like 20 now.
However, I did receive some good news: My best friend’s sister gave birth to her first child a few weeks ago and I am over the moon with excitement about being his “aunt” and possible swimming instructor. If he’s anything like his mom and dad, he’s going to be one funny kid.
So let’s celebrate your kids and all the kids in the world today with a little giveaway!
TELL US WHY YOUR KID ROCKS!
Post why your kid rocks below by Sunday, November 24 at 8 pm PT. Five (5) total winners will be selected to win any Rockabye Baby CD of their choosing.
CLOSED! Congrats to our winners: Chelsea, Jennifer M., Nise, Patrice A., and Catherine D!
Of course, as a parent, every day is a day to think about child safety, whether you have a little tyke running around, or you’re expecting.
When I was pregnant, you can bet I was super careful going up and down stairs (actually, everywhere I stepped) to avoid face-planting or worse. I wasn’t jumping into any mosh pits or crowd surfing and I certainly wasn’t riding any roller coasters.
Now that I have a child, I’m constantly struggling with preventing all those worst-case scenarios involving my now 17-month-old every moment of the day. I do what I can to childproof everything. I’ve at times considered getting her a helmet — partly for my protection, too. But there’s only so much you can do. I’m learning more and more that part of keeping my child from getting hurt involves me not freaking out when she does.
When we recently traveled to Europe, the first 3 days of our trip in Stockholm entailed my daughter, Little D, mastering the art of face-planting. It was as if she was a baby again learning to walk for the first time. (She’s been walking since she was 9 months old, so she was pretty darn good at it, we thought.)
My husband and I didn’t realize that the combination of jetlag, wearing boots and unfamiliar European terrain would be so dangerous. Our little girl had experienced none of these before together or apart. So she went “boom” a lot. At the zoo, on cobblestone streets, in the hotel, on a replica Viking ship. Her face was bruised and cut, and I quietly sulked because I didn’t really want our dream European vacation to be filled with photos of D’s injured face.
But she was fine, as long as we said, “It’s okay,” and our actions that followed assured her that it was — versus me screaming or looking at her in horror. So after each face-plant, there was a little crying (sometimes wailing), but within a few minutes she was up, running and squealing with joy ready to risk each boom, because the combination of jetlag, wearing boots and unfamiliar European terrain excited her.
I just had to try really hard not to fuss over the owies on her face, or the adults with their owie-free kids, who saw D’s and were possibly judging us for letting them happen. Little D was a foreigner and she loved it, bruises and all. And that’s all that mattered.
From soothing those bruises from face-planting to introducing your baby to moonwalking, we’ve got a release for that!
We probably don’t have to tell you how much we love a good snooze here at Rockabye Baby. Naps are our thing.
I, for one, can take a nap just about anywhere: planes, speeding vehicles, in a wagon of hay, in a tree. . . You name it, I can nap there.
See, I even took a nap during my own prom way back when . . . had to charge up for bowling after the dance!
And I have a real knack for effortlessly being able to fall asleep any time after 8:00 pm. It’s almost like I become narcoleptic and pass out once the sun goes down. If you asked my friends, they’d tell you I have a tendency to just leave a room when I’m feeling tired and head off to bed without a word. I’m not being rude, my body is just shutting off and I have a limited amount of time to make it to my bed.
So, yeah, I love my naps and I love my sleep. I am without a doubt getting in the recommended eight hours every day.
Anyway! Fellow nap lovers, ready your pillows!
Do a little extra dozing-off throughout November with our National Sleep Comfort Month Playlist on Spotify!
Want more? Check out the albums featured in the playlist below.
For more playlists to doze off to and rock out to, check out all our playlists HERE.
1) You don’t actually get the holiday off. When it doesn’t land on a weekend, it’s not like you get to fully enjoy it.
2) I worked at a Halloween store when I was a teenager. For two seasons I saw enough costumes to last a lifetime. I’m happy to never step in another Halloween store again.
3) I have a terrible sweet tooth. I have no willpower when it comes to candy and neither do my teeth. Just ask my mother. One dental visit I had 7 cavities. Or, maybe, the matter is that I am terrible at brushing and flossing my teeth?
4) The traffic. Really, how does one holiday manage to create freeway gridlock for 3–5 straight hours in my city in all directions?
5) It should be renamed Hello Jerk Day. In my experience, all the monsters do come out on this night…or turn into ones after all the drinking that goes on.
6) If you don’t dress up, people think you’re lame. I’m just lazy and unimaginative most years, actually.
7) No one told me monsters and ghosts weren’t real. I may be over the hill, but I have to admit, I still get scared. Thing is, my parents were raised in a culture that is really superstitious and believes in the spirit world. Maybe if I were raised thinking it was all make-believe, I’d feel differently about Halloween.
Now that I’m a mother, though, it’s hard to resist dressing up my daughter as funny characters any day of the year. Thanks to no shortage of presents in Little D’s closet she has much to transform into: owl, moose, dragon and hamburger hats, fairy and princess dresses (care of her grandmother) and tiger, butterfly and strawberry costumes, among others. And, indeed, it kills me to see her in each — they’re not scary, they’re happy.
With Halloween almost here, and celebrating the second one with a kid, I’ve warmed up to the holiday just a little with a new list:
Click images to download coloring pages!
Why Halloween is an Okay Holiday
1) My little girl loves walking up to knock on anyone’s door.
For today’s giveaway, I need your help! My daughter and I still haven’t decided on costumes. Tell us about some of your most memorable — and genius — costumes below by Thursday, Oct. 31, at 8 pm ET and you’ll be entered into our random giveaway for a Rockabye Baby CD of your choice. Three (3) winners will be selected!
We here at Rockabye Baby love Halloween. In fact, there are quite a few of us that have been pretty big Halloween fans for a longtime . . .
In the spirit of one of my favorite holidays, I went around Rockabye Baby Headquarters and asked a few of our staff members if they’d like to share on our blog their favorite Halloween costumes from when they were kids; and by-golly we had a few takers!
Check out the Rockabye Baby Team in our mini Trick-or-Treater forms below!
Argee from our Art Department lookin’ fly in his cape.
Chrissy, our Web Designer, is the little red crayon on the left!
Kyle from our Sales Department wondering where he is.
Stacie (A.K.A. Ms. Rockabye) as a pretty, pretty princess. I did my own lipstick
Sarah (A.K.A Rockabye Grrl) clowning around at the dinner table!
Have any of your own Halloween costumes from your childhood you’d like to share? Show us on Facebook or Twitter!
Like a great many words in the English language, the word “punk” has tallied up quite a few different meanings for itself over the years. Like, let’s see . . .
“A worthless person”
“To be in poor condition”
“A loud, fast-moving and aggressive form of rock” (liking that one)
And, uh, there have been some other, slightly offensive meanings as well, but we’ll keep those off the RB blog for now . . .
Anyway, the word is versatile!
The definition that I prefer, though, is the one that defines a “punk” as a “noncomformist,” because I’ve always thought of myself as a little bit of a “punk.”
My first encounters with my “inner-punk” started in high school. I attended a very small private school in rural Minnesota where we were required to follow a dress code. In elementary it was navy blue pants only and white or navy blue tops; in high school it was black pants only and white or black tops.
The most color/expression of your individualism you could squeeze in was your winter jacket (which you weren’t allowed to wear in class, anyway), your nail polish or your shoes, like mine below:
Those shoes actually wouldn’t have done well anywhere but in my high school. I constantly looked like Halloween but I rocked them anyway.
My friends and I were definitely criticized for our weird, (sometimes studded) clothes and our obsession with any music that wasn’t country (blink-182, specifically) but we did it anyway ’cause we didn’t give a damn!
Embrace the punk inside you today (but try not to break anything!).
Baby’s cries making you wish a hero would save you? Fear not, parents, for these peaceful renditions of Nickelback’s best-loved songs will remind you what quiet sounds like. This is your child’s very own lullaby.