Brooke Preston

Just when you were getting comfy on your summer pool floatie, you hear those three dreaded (yet somehow also blessed) words whispered on the hot July winds: back to school. Whether you’re gearing up for the little’s perfect, precious, over-’grammed…

It feels right to describe Busy Philipps' recent "wedding" to herself as on-brand. "I don't know if 40 means the same thing now that it did when we were kids even, you know, but it is obviously a milestone," Philipps explains to Romper of the…

Taking a trip to IKEA is a fantasy. For perhaps an hour, you get to stand in a nicer house/kitchen/office where everything is put away and matching, where cushions are a novelty and the plants never die because they're made of vinyl. Perhaps some…

“Put your phone down, you’re missing it!” That’s what Tiffani Thiessen yelled through the window to her husband Brady Smith as he pushed their preschool-aged son, Holt, on their swing. (The couple are also parents to Harper, 9.) As an actor, Smith…

The holidays are a magical time for parents — you get to create the magic of Christmas in your living room, haul an actual 7-foot-tall piece of the forest home with you, and watch your kids tear into their presents (thank you Amazon Prime) on…

Deciding to sleep-train your baby is exciting, isn't it? It's a sign that you're ready to prioritize sleep hygiene, to give your baby the tiny little tools they need to head off into the woods and knock together some sleep. Or it's a sign you just…

If your due date is coming up, you've likely started to gather clothes, toiletries and other supplies into your overnight bag that you'll use throughout your stay. Even if you're a few weeks away from your due date, it's smart to plan ahead: I have…

I loved becoming a mom at age 33. I cherished the early days with my daughter. We bonded and explored and crawled and laughed and cried together. I'm fortunate to have a true partner in my husband, who tried to evenly divide night feedings even when…

By the time I learned I was pregnant for the first time, my husband and I had lived in Portland, Oregon for nearly five years. We become what I like to call “granola light”: we dutifully recycled, but gave up on composting after two weeks; we…