Easter Crafts for Kids: My San Jose Church Group Nailed It (Mostly lol) Hey Ginyou Fam! Raj here from San Jose. Hope everyone’s having a good week. Easter is, like, RIGHT around the corner (seriously, where did March go?), and I wanted to share our experience with some DIY Easter Crafts for Kids at our…
Teaching twenty-four fourth graders in the middle of a Houston humidity spike feels like trying to herd caffeinated squirrels through a car wash. Last April 12, I decided to turn my classroom into the Sea of Tranquility for Leo’s ninth birthday party. Finding the best space birthday decorations shouldn’t require a NASA budget or a…
My kitchen looked like a crime scene involving pepperoni and red icing last Saturday. Leo, my 11-year-old, decided that turning double digits plus one required a Spiderman theme for the third time in six years. I am Marcus. I live in a drafty house in Atlanta where I have become the accidental expert on surviving…
I stood in the middle of my kitchen on April 12, 2025, surrounded by sixteen frantic toddlers and a rug that was slowly becoming more chocolate than fiber. My son Leo just turned three. He has this obsession with cocoa that borders on professional. Naturally, I decided to DIY the chocolate birthday treat bags because…
The glitter is still embedded in my living room rug. Three days ago, my house in suburban Portland was overrun by screaming children high on blue frosting. I have three kids—Chloe is 11, Max is 7, and little Lily is 4. I genuinely thought I survived the worst of the puppy craze years ago. I…
My kitchen table currently looks like a glitter bomb went off in a botanical garden, all because I thought I could outsmart the “fairy birthday invitation” algorithm with a glue gun and a dream. It’s a Tuesday night in Portland, the rain is drumming against the window, and I’m three glasses of Pinot deep while…
My living room smelled like scorched glue and pepperoni grease last Saturday because I refused to spend $200 on a birthday party that only lasts three hours. My twins, Leo and Maya, turned eleven on April 12th, and their only demand was a Mario theme that didn’t “look like a baby party.” Living in a…
My daughter Leo turned one last October, and my living room in Denver looked less like a suburban house and more like a scene from a Disney movie that had exploded. I’m that dad. You know the one—the guy who reads the ASTM F963-17 physical and mechanical requirements for toys before buying a rattle. I…
The humidity in Austin on July 20, 2025, was enough to melt the frosting off a cupcake in three minutes flat, yet there I was, knee-deep in hot pink tulle and wondering if my dog would ever forgive me. Cooper, my 45-pound Goldendoodle, sat stoically by the snack table wearing a bandana that matched the…
Austin in August is basically the surface of the sun, which is exactly why my niece Lily decided her tenth birthday on August 14, 2025, had to be a “One in a Melon” splash bash. I stood in my kitchen in East Austin, sweat pooling under my bangs, staring at a mountain of pink and…
