The photo “Kate and Cat” is a Russian photographer’s take on his six-year-old daughter’s friendship with the family cat. Andy Prokh has been taking the light-hearted photos since Kate was a baby. The cat, an impossibly friendly-looking British Shorthair named Lilu, is sometimes joined by other kitty friends in the photos, making them that much more fun to look at. Check out more of the series on Prokh’s website and get ready to smile! [Laughing Squid] [Image via Andy Prokh]
I’m more than sure Kirstie Allsopp is going to take a beating from the Internet in the last few days over encouraging young women to forego higher education for a job, an apartment, a boyfriend, and a baby. She argues that career doesn’t have a time limit, while (for most people) child-bearing does.
I’m not going to call her anti-feminist, or a bad feminist, or whatever. She’s a person with opinions she’s entitled to — a few of which I agree with, notably that marriage is a big old WHATEVS. I just think there are some serious logical flaws to her argument. Keep reading »
My seven-year-old son has hair that many people would kill … or at least pay an arm and a leg at the salon for: honey blonde with natural ombre highlights, ringlets that cascade down, skimming right above his shoulders. [I have seen photos of Avital's son and his hair is indeed glorious. -- Amelia]
To top it all off, he loves his curls. When he was younger I would trim them just a bit so that he could see (AKA shaggy dog syndrome). But as he grew older, he let it be known that he was super into his curls and refused to cut them. And to be honest? I was kind of thrilled. I loved his hair just as much as he did, and was happy that he wanted to keep it long. We only have a few simple rules if he wants to keep his hair long: It has to be up in a ponytail during hot/humid weather to avoid heat rash, it has to stay out of his eyes (which he accomplishes with various cloth headbands/sweatbands), and it has to be — relatively — knot free.
So, my rough and tumble, soccer playing, LEGO-obsessed, drum-playing seven-year-old still rocks his long curls. And for some reason, it completely throws everyone else off balance. At least once a day, ever since his hair started growing in earnest, my son gets mistaken for a girl without fail. As you can imagine, this causes a lot of feels. Keep reading »
When a mom in Lincoln, Nebraska, realized her three-year-old son was missing from their apartment, she called the police, and a frantic search of the neighborhood ensued. Meanwhile, at a bowling alley down the street, employees were doing a double take at a shockingly realistic stuffed toddler toy that had suddenly appeared in their claw crane machine. But wait a second…upon closer inspection, they realized that stuffed toddler toy was actually a living, breathing child that had somehow climbed into the machine and gotten stuck. The bowling alley employees flagged down the cops, who connected the dots, removed the kid from the machine, and returned him to his grateful (and very confused) mother. No one is sure how he managed to get into the machine, although we can only assume he was returning for a toy that had fallen out of the crane claw moments before it made it to the prize chute, which he felt was rightfully his (those machines are so annoying). If so, his plan worked: the bowling alley owner let the toddler take home the stuffed animal of his choice for his trouble. [Crimefeed]
For little Ye Bin, a.k.a. the Cutest Child Who Ever Lived, stranger danger is a little confusing. After all, why would you ever refuse someone offering you cookies? With her mom’s help, she eventually gets the idea, but not before stumbling through an adorable learning curve. [Huffington Post]