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Monday
Aug082005

Because kids love furniture, and parents love putting them on it.

Attention!

I have contributed to the blog for Design Public, a company that sells hip furniture that mostly I can't afford. But I still like to look at the furniture, and drool all over the keyboard and short out my computer.

I was given the task of writing about babies and design, and here's what I came up with. Other bloggers, including someone named Mrs. Kennedy, will be offering up their thoughts in the coming days.

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Reader Comments (31)

Hey!I'm called Alice too! And both my brother and stepfather are called Henry! This is exciting for me.

I've been reading for awhile now, and just wanted to say I love reading Finslippy and eagerly await each new installment.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenteralicea
dude, that's so rad. and also: why can't we be independently wealthy so we can afford to buy all the well-designed items we desire? i've tired of target and ikea... why can't Design Within Reach *truly be* within reach, dammit?

fucking capitalism.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commentersweetney
See, I have the same problem with various unexplained toys crowding my "style," except I don't have kids. It's way more embarrassing that way. Be thankful you have a working uterus. (Maybe I should get a dog? Think my friends will buy the "No no, the two foot talking R2D2 is totally the dog's, not mine. Totally! Pff!")
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterBren
I posted a comment at Baby Blogapalooza, but also had to comment here. Knowing that you live in Brooklyn, I imagine you run into the same problem that we did when we lived in NYC - the toys migrate all over the apartment despite your best efforts, and the saddest part is that there's really no place else for them to go. You are forced to live among brightly colored plastic contraptions and plush animals.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterJulie
Excellent, and true.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterkelly
For some crazy unknown reason DesignPublic asked me to participate. I believe they may think I'm actually someone else (i.e. someone with talent), and I didn't have the heart to tell them otherwise.

(Suckers!)

But now that I have read your entry I am going to email them and beg them to not post the crap I wrote, and maybe cry a little, because you're funnier than me.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterAmalah
I remember watching a design show while early in my maternity leave where a fantasically dressed and trim designer looked at her gaygaygay co-host and then at the toy-strewn living room she was about to overhaul and said in unison: "Toys should NEVER be seen the in the living room"

She then rolled her eyes and let out a big sigh.

I sighed with her. Because at the time I had two breast pumps, a bassinette, a vibrating boucy chair, five different puked on recieving blankets with clashing designs and a head of cabbage in MY living room.

- never mind the baby.



August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterAda
the scariest part really is the not caring; I am beginning to find tiny, baby-sized teeth marks on the furniture, and next thing you know i'm trying to buff it out with his drool.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commentersupa
In the interest of disclosure, I'd appreciate knowing if any of the guest bloggers are being compensated in any fashion.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterAnon
Oh my god, you actually wrote something about design? I sent them an old post about a David Bowie concert.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterMrs. Kennedy
We briefly banished all our three and five-year-old sons' toys to their rooms, which seemed like a good idea (kid and toy free living spaces!) until they started closing the bedroom doors and announcing, 'We're fine! Go away! DON'T COME IN!!!' Afer a few days of loitering in the hall with a fire extinguisher and a first-aid kid, I relented. The house looks like crap again, but at least I know what they are up to.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterSusan
When my kids were little, we redid our living room to have an "adult space," also spending thousands on a family room where we banished the toys. This, unfortunately, did not work. Instead our BEDROOM became the new family room, making me wish desperately for that earlier, sweeter, time when we contained the mess to only one room instead of to three.

Now, my girls are 17 and 13 and I have to be sappy and say that I kind of miss those days. At least my clothes and jewelry were mine to wear and believe me, I'd rather fight about toys than about curfews. Plus, they're fighting methods get a lot more sophisticated as they get older and they start to have an opinon about everything, including your decorating. So enjoy the toys while you can. Before Henry starts telling you that your taste sucks.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterMichele
Mine's 14. No more Thomas The Train. It's now posters of Jessica Simpson in a pair of Daisy Dukes.

Could be worse. Could be Willy Nelson in a pair of Daisy Dukes.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterkristine
We have 17 month old twins and this has been a huge problem for us as well. Our answer to the clutter was a black leather ottoman that looks great, but more importantly, opens from the top and becomes a toy chest for anything that is designed with any of the four primary colors.

It also helps with our insurance due to the reduction in toy related mishaps.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commentertwindad
Sure, anon--

I was offered the ability to purchase furniture at a discount, if I so chose. And...that's it.

August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenteralice
You will never live down the disappearance of "[insert name of toy he hadn’t played with in six months here]" because they never forget. NEVER. We got rid of a kid's basketball net 3 years ago and my 7 year old still has yet to let me forget the torture that is his life.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterTeresa
To everyone: save [insert name of toy he hadn't played with in six months here] please, whatever you do. For my brother's 30th last week, our mom presented him with a giant box -- confused, he opened it to find all of his childhood toys from age 0 thru 10. A Millenium Falcon, throwing stars, legos -- it was the best gift I think he's ever received.

Alice -- thanks so much for the post. You are hilarious. Now get your thugs off my site, please. Thanks.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterDrew
Do they sell Baby in a Bubble? Because I don't know any baby that would see that stuff and not get sick on it in a millisecond. You'd need the bubble to keep it hospital corner clean.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterlis
PS: I meant that they'd get sick because it's pretty. In case you were thinking the other thing.
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterlis
We felt out of control in the toy dept. while living in a 900 square foot apt in Brooklyn, moved to the burbs, tripled our space, and TRIPLED THE TOYS, (and tripled the amount of kids too, actually)

As for the not-my-style baby gifts- we totally know your problem, except ours were all hand knit, so my poor kids had to wear sweaters with tiny little head crushing neck holes, or gorilla arms that had to be folded over four times and therefore really fat like a giant bangle bracelets. (We got the photos tho!)
August 8, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterclickmom
Your article was great - your writing always makes me grin (in a good way).
August 9, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterMolly
I have a real hard time convincing Eddy that his toys belong in the corner behind the chair. But, no, he insists on dragging everything out and then won't put it back. And he's at least 7! Okay, he's also a cat but still, could he pick up after himself just once?

And my scrapbooking stuff has taken over my room. I would lose a child if I had one.
August 9, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterDM
oh my, so very curious about why you're closing comments...
August 9, 2005 | Unregistered Commentermainja
Comments are closed above, and since I'm persistent (it sounds so much nicer than insufferable, I think), I moved mine down here.

You're a much better person than me. I'd probably have let him get that sucker truly filthy in hopes that he would just give it up. Granted, my husband tells me that until I can stop talking about "Crate training the kids like we do with the puppy," he'd rather that we not have children. So basically, I have no idea what I'm talking about, and you're a much better mother than I will probably ever be. Keep washing those suckers! Errr... umm... or something like that.
August 9, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterAnnie
Thanks for the article, because through it, I found these - http://www.designpublic.com/shop/vessel/2206

I think they're cool.
August 10, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterFlippyO

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