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Bra Shopping with Lucy

I am such a naturally repressed person that it's a wonder that fruit doesn't just go ahead and juice itself when I walk by.

Though this tendency was bad enough when I was fourthe time I was first called upon to sing in publicit had grown much worse when I was 13 and my need for a small brassiere (can't type bra...can't...) could no longer be denied.

The need had become crystal clear, at least to me, at the eighth-grade semi-formal dance, to which I wore a scratchy dress sewed with love and starch by my mother. There I was, dressed in her lovea cotton-poly prairie dressand no support garment. I came home with unspeakable bosom-chafing. For the next week, I made no sudden turns.

By the next year, I was on the varsity cross-country and track teams, and if there is one thing a serious runner cannot do, it is cup her nubbins in her hands as she runs warm-up laps.

I don't knowand don't want to knowif there was some sort of intervention between my coach and my mom behind my back, but I soon found myself the owner of the world's plainest bra, which I then safety-pinned to the inside of my yellow singlet so that no one would ever see the straps.

More than two decades have passed, and I can count on one hand the times in my life I have shopped for replacement underthings. You are more likely to find me at the dentist's office than in the dressing room with unspeakably personal garments. Unless there's a sale, because my natural cheapness is a force more potent than my natural repression.

This is why Lucy, Alice and I were in a small dressing room last week while I tried on a half-price bra. Yes, I would have preferred to try it on without their editorial comments, but I mention again my natural cheapness. Have you paid a babysitter these days?

I was in the midst of deciding that I would, in fact, purchase the unmentionable item when Lucy said something I did not expect.

"Mom," she said, "I want a bra."

My jaw unhinged itself. She's 8! Then she tried on the one I was planning to buy. She modeled it both with and without shirt, studying her reflection in the mirror.

I decided not to embarrass her by pointing out she has nothing yet to put in a bra.

"So, um, do you feel ready for one?" I said.

"Yep."

"Well, OK then," I said. I paid for my new purchase and marveled at the way repression is apparently something you don't pass on to your kids.

Lucy's interest in a bra lasted precisely as long as our walk to the parking lot.

"Mom," she said. "I've changed my mind."

"Changed your mind?"

"I don't want a bra anymore."

I was expecting her to say she would wait until she really needed one. But, as usual, I expected wrong.

"I would rather have a detective suit," she said.

"A detective suit?"

"A detective suit."

At home, she drew a sketch of the suit she wanted. Black jacket, black trousers, black hat and a jaunty blue sash. She also drew herself a little something a detective might wear at night.

Since then, she's reminded me of it several times. There has been no more talk of Lucy wearing a bra, which is sort of a shame, because we live in a world where it is easier to find tiny bras for little girls who do not need them than it is to find detective suits for girls with mysterious dreams.

But I can handle it. And, worst-case scenario, my mom still sews her heart out. This time, though, I'll make her use 100 percent cotton, because even if repression isn't hereditary, I'm pretty sure chafing is.

-- Martha Brockenbrough

Communicating with Teens? You'd Better Learn to Text!

It’s almost impossible to imagine the days when people had to find a land line to make a call. Plans change so quickly and families are so frequently going in such different directions that having a mobile phone to stay connected seems virtually mandatory for anyone over the age of 10.

Okay, maybe that age is flexible, and it undoubtedly depends on where you live and what your family’s up to. For most teens and adults, though, leaving home without a cell phone is as unthinkable as leaving home without a shirt; it just doesn’t happen.

But the way that teens and adults use cell phones is about as similar as a tank top and an Oxford. The general rule of thumb (no pun intended) is that teens text and adults talk.

Of course, that’s not always true, and many adults text, too. From a percentage standpoint, though, I would unscientifically guess that teens text 90% of the time, and adults talk 90% of the time. In fact, one headline this week said the average number of texts per month from teens is 2,272, compared with an average of 203 phone calls for teens during the same period. Woe to the parent who doesn’t get the unlimited text plan option added to their family cell phone plan from day one.

As the mother of a soon-to-be teen who’s already mad about texting, I’ve realized that I’d better jump on the texting bandwagon if I want to connect with my kids. If I call, I often don’t get an answer. If I text, a response shoots right back. Along the lines of “if you can’t beat them, join them,” I need to get with the texting program.

The other day, my son even relayed a conversation he and his friends had at school about which of their moms knows how to text. About half the kids in the conversation said their moms didn’t know how to text, and the rest said their moms didn’t like to text. The kids just laughed and rolled their eyes.

Clearly, I need to get a texting phone and start texting if I want to communicate easily with my kids and not seem hopelessly old-fashioned and out-of-date. Otherwise, I might as well get an ink quill and be done with it.

In the meantime, though, thank goodness for texting via Cozi. The only texts my son currently gets from me are from Cozi. I don’t even need a texting phone: I can type a message on the keyboard and hit “send to phone.” “Send to phone,” of course, means send via text. By sending a message through Cozi, I know he’ll get it.

Even when I do get a good texting phone, I’ll still use Cozi to send schedule information and reminders to my kids. It’s a great way to communicate quickly and easily, and communication from Cozi is one way he can’t talk back! LOL.

Fun Ideas for a Kid-Friendly Mardi Gras Celebration

Mardi Gras means “Fat Tuesday” in French. It is a celebration full of feasting and merriment just before Lent is ushered in for the 40 days of “self denial” leading up to Easter. Mardi Gras is the time to march in parades, eat treats, sing and dance, and generally celebrate good times. This is a great opportunity to have a fabulous party for your family, your kids, and their friends!

Here are some tips for your celebration:

•    Have the kids come to your home in costumes for a parade, or ask them to dress in the traditional colors of purple (justice), green (faith), and gold (power).

•    Have a parade through your neighborhood. Make sure you have adult supervision to keep the kids together and safe.

•    Buy balloons, streamers, and tableware in the traditional colors of purple, green, and gold. Have candies and beads on the table in these colors for added decoration.

•    Play fun Cajun music in the background, and prepare for the parade by having someone paint the kids’ faces purple, green, and gold.

•    Crown two people king and queen of the parade. This can be based on a costume contest, or by providing each child with a set of beads and having two sets secretly marked. The kids who get the marked beads are the king and queen.

•    Give away tons of beads as prizes and added fun during the parade. The kids can take them home as party favors after the festivities.

•    Create a bead game. Start everyone out with five strands of beads, and make “Fat Tuesday” or “Mardi Gras” the “IT” words. When someone is caught saying the words, they have to give a strand of beads to the person who caught them. The person with the most strands of beads at the end of the party wins!

•    Play "Pass the Baby" like you would play "Hot Potato." Instead of passing a potato, the kids can pass a baby doll while Cajun music plays. When the music stops, the kid holding the baby is out. The game continues until only one child is remaining. (The baby is traditionally what is supposed to be hiding in the King’s Cake.)

•    Color milk green or purple with food coloring, and serve it with King’s Cake.

•    Other items you may want to serve include jambalaya, jumbo shrimp, pancakes, donuts, and chocolates.

Happy Mardi Gras!

--Lisa Kothari, Peppers and Pollywogs

How and When to Cozy Up to Your Kids

There’s nothing more gratifying than holding your children in your arms or planting kisses on their irresistible cheeks. But their desire for physical affection changes as they grow older, and it’s often difficult to know how and when to reach out. Below, some hints on staying close through the years.

Babies and Toddlers

Your gentle touch shows your child that she’s loved. Do what comes naturally. Cuddle her during feedings, walk your fingers up her tummy, play This Little Piggy with her toes.

Preschool to Age Five

Your touch equals reassurance as your child faces the world. A hug and kiss as you drop him off at preschool show him you’re there for him even when you’re not nearby.

Ages Six to 12

As kids become peer-conscious, they may recoil from physical contact, especially when they’re with friends. If your child shrinks away when you hug her in public, then don’t. Save it for when you’re in private. You may have to settle for a quick hug or shoulder pat — or wait for your child to make the first move. But you can set a good example by letting her see Mom and Dad touch with affection.

Ages 13 to 18

In adolescence, separation is the name of the game. But that doesn’t mean you should give up on physical affection. Try offering a good-night hug or ruffling your child’s hair as he passes you in the hall. If he flinches, give it a rest. In time you may be pleasantly surprised: The child who mopes along behind you at the mall may suddenly give you a big hug.

--Making Life Better

The To Don't List

We're on a family road trip, which means we all have a bit of extra time to think about life in general. And this is exactly what Adam and I were doing yesterday while Alice slept and Lucy listened to an audio book about a brave young princess who preferred armed combat to magic (obviously the princess had never tried to get stains out of the carpet).

Adam mentioned the he wished he had less responsibility in life. I felt momentarily guilty because lately, I have allowed him to fold and put away all of the laundry. It's meant that I find Lucy's panties in my drawer, but if he's doing laundry and under the illusion I could fit my caboose into those wee things, well, I have nothing to complain about.

Still, it made me feel a bit guilty that Adam is feeling a bit stressed. I am quite familiar with this unpleasant sensation, and if there's one thing I didn't want, it was for both of us to wake up in the middle of the night hyperventilating about things undone.

So I said, "Hey, at least we don't have a boat."

Adam understood immediately. A boat is an insane amount of responsibility. It's expensive, hard to park and potentially lethal.

"We also do not have a Winnebago," he said.

"Or a horse," I added.

After a moment's thought, Adam said, "I'd rather have a boat than a horse." (Perhaps I have not mentioned that Adam has a very wee caboose and finds horseback riding to be excruciating.)

On that point, we disagree. Which is fine. Because until we both agree that we want one or the other of those things, we're simply not getting one. (Even if we do agree, we're not getting one, but that is a source of stress for another day.)

The list went on.

"We also do not have a Vietnamese potbellied pig," I said.

"Or an insatiable need to jump out of airplanes or go hang-gliding," he said.

"Pregnant rabbits. Not a one at our house."

And on we went until we reached our destination. Sometimes, the way to feel better about everything you have to do is to think about what you don't have to do. Parallel parking a Winnebago at the boatyard while my pet rabbit is giving birth is a stressful event I will never, ever experience.

As it turns out, Lucy wasn't listening to her brave (but inexperienced) princess story as raptly as I thought. She'd taken in some scraps of Adam's and my conversation.

"Mom," she said, "nothing interesting ever happens to us."

"What do you mean?" I said. "We're on vacation. That's interesting."

She gave me a look that was one part pity, one part irritation, and one part a reminder that she has another appointment at the orthodontist coming up soon.

"Hopping vampires," she said. "We never see them."

She had a point. I should have added that to the list. I asked her what other things were missing in her life, things that would make things more interesting.

"Well," she said, "if your computer came to life, that would be interesting."

Indeed. And, at my urging, she drew a sketch of my computer with flapping bat wings and monstrous legs made out of letters. As usual, she was making excellent sense. My computer never does such things; in fact of late, it has been acting more like a creature that's about to die.

Lucy also drew a monster under the bed complete with angry eyebrows. We do not have such a creature in our house, but perhaps only because there are so many books, doll heads and shoes under the kids' bed, there is no room.

Her list lamented the sad fact that our lives are devoid of giant spiders; the one in her sketch was approximately the size of 10 Winnebagos, each stacked one on top of the other. Its curving fangs were huge. The pair of them could crush a full-grown man and his laundry basket.

"MONSTERS," she wrote, as if I had somehow missed the theme of her Things Missing from Lucy's Life List.

So here's to princesses who someday grow up and learn the value of magic over armed combat, and who also learn to appreciate the sweetness of life without monsters. And here's to all those years between now and then, complete with fearsome illustrations. As parents we do carry the weight of the world on top of our shoulders. It's nice every now and then to get a good laugh at the monster underneath the bed.

-Martha Brockenbrough

Make Your Family Journal a Family Project

Most families have one person who’s the designated picture-taker. If that’s you, you’re probably also the person who manages the Family Journal for your family. I’m aware of this phenomenon because I play this role in my family. I love taking pictures of my kids, and I enjoy surrounding myself with family photos through the Cozi Collage screensaver and the Family Journal.

My family enjoys the photos, too. They’ve even learned to cooperate with my admittedly excessive picture-taking, since they’ve realized how much fun it is to see all the family pictures later. In exchange for their cooperation, I try not to take pictures of my kids in embarrassing poses, I usually let them delete the ones they don’t like, and I don’t insist that they smile in pictures. In general, this partnership has worked well, but beyond being cooperative and enjoying the pictures later in the Cozi Collage, they haven’t been further involved in the picture projects for our family.

At least, that was true until recently, when my oldest son started taking an interest in getting behind the camera. He now takes lots of pictures with his phone and has started using a digital camera we got for him about a year ago. Recently, on a trip up to the mountains, he said, “Now let me take a picture of you, Mom.”

It was disorienting to be in front of the camera after being behind it for so long, and between you and me, I felt uncomfortable in this new role. I knew I needed to be as cooperative as I’ve always expected my family to be, though, so I grinned and said, “spaghetti” as requested.

It turns out the new role didn’t end there. Once we got home, my son proficiently downloaded the photos onto the computer and proceeded to rotate and crop like a pro. After that, he asked about adding an entry to the Family Journal.

I was on the verge of resisting when I realized how great it would be to have my son join in the effort of chronicling our family. Why wouldn’t I want help with this effort? In fact, even though it had never really occurred to me to enlist help from other family members in keeping the Family Journal, it dawned on me that not only was it okay for my son to add to the Family Journal, but that he could significantly improve the effort. With his voice and perspective added to our Family Journal, it could become a real Family Project.

Instead of just including my hurried and intermittent entries with photos of ski lessons and birthday parties, our Family Journal could become a richer, broader picture of our busy life from multiple vantage points. Now that my kids are getting older and have independent experiences, independent views, and their own cameras, they can really bring unique ideas and perspectives to the table.

Truthfully, it’s a bit of a challenge to cede sole control of our Family Journal, but this is a good change that I’m going to try to embrace. If you have kids who are old enough to join in your family chronicling cause, maybe it’s a change for you to embrace, too.

Sure, your Family Journal might no longer be a log of picture-perfect moments with perfect spelling or good grammar, but it could become something better. It could be a way to draw your family together in a project that will be a lasting memory for all of you, not only of the memories you’re preserving in the journal, but the process of creating the Family Journal itself.

In fact, I’m so excited about this new experiment that I’m planning to proactively involve my younger sons to the degree that they’re interested. My youngest son can’t type much yet, but he can take pictures, and we can enter them together, with him deciding on some special moments to include. They might not be the moments I would choose to preserve for posterity, but they’re his moments. Since it’s his journal, too, why not give him a little ownership? The more the merrier!

If you want to give this a try but are worried about how it might turn out, don’t forget that Cozi has helpfully included a quick and easy delete button in the Family Journal. With that in mind, you don’t have much to lose by encouraging the rest of your family to add entries to your family’s journal. If it starts to get out of control, or you just can’t stand some of the entries your sixteen-year-old adds, you can do a little editing down the road, but you still get the benefit of bringing your family into the process. So take a deep breath, get ready to alter your role a little, and say “spaghetti” with a big smile on your face.

Time-Saving Tips for Creating Family Meals

 

A pinch of togetherness at dinnertime makes for a closer family.

It's a simple fact: Cooking for your family takes time—time you don't really have. Yet sharing just one meal a day can strengthen your bonds immeasurably. Here are some simple ideas that can help you spend less time in the kitchen and more quality time with your family.

Stock a More Versatile Pantry

• You'd be surprised by how many meals come from a relatively short list of ingredients. So use a pantry of staples to make even spur-of-the-moment meal planning easier. Rice, beans, and different pasta shapes, for example, are must-haves for good reason: The ingredients you add to them will let you make instant one-dish meals in almost infinite variety.
• Keep beef, vegetable, and chicken stock—and an array of salad dressings—on hand to use as marinades and sauces for grilled foods or to add flavor when you stir-fry.
• Stock canned or jarred tomatoes in every form: whole, stewed, paste, salsa, pasta sauce, juice, pizza sauce.
• Think of your freezer as an extension of your pantry. Stock it with boneless chicken breasts, frozen spinach, chopped broccoli, soups, and filled pastas such as tortellini and ravioli.
  Use Slow- and Quick-Cooking Techniques to Make Speedy Meals
• Try stir-frying, broiling, microwaving, grilling, and pressure-cooking. Or start meats in the morning in a slow-cooker so dinner's ready when you get home.
• Think about one-pot main courses to save cooking and clean-up time.

Let Someone Else Chop It, Slice It, and Dice It!

• Today, many basic ingredients come already prepared. Pre-chopped frozen onions may cost more, but the time they save you may be worth it. Buy cleaned and sliced veggies, cleaned salad greens, jars of pre-chopped garlic, and shredded or grated cheese.
• Chop and slice extra portions yourself and put them in resealable bags so they'll be ready whenever you need them.
• Try some of the many boxed products that have all the ingredients and flavorings you need. Just add a source of protein and you're ready to go.

Think in Threes!

• Cook once, enjoy several times. Triple a favorite main-course recipe—it's as easy as making a single batch. You'll have one meal for now and two more for later. For example, the same triple batch of spaghetti sauce can become chicken Parmesan. Or noodle casserole. Or even chili.
• Another triple tip: Make three main courses at once. Roast a cut of beef and a chicken at the same time. Cook another chicken in a pot. Cut all the vegetables you'll need in advance; then just keep track of the cooking times.

Cooking is a wonderful way to care for your family. The benefits of sharing a meal with them make the prep time well worth the few minutes it takes. And if you can get there more quickly, even better for you!

--Making Life Better

Choreganize!

Many of my clients have trouble getting their kids involved in organizing and cleaning the home. By the time I come into the picture, moms are exhausted and worn down. Beth was one such mom. Here’s the simple technique that I suggested for her:

Make a list of chores that can be completed daily, weekly, or monthly. Write each chore on an index card, fold the cards in half, and place them in a fish bowl. Now make some cards with fun rewards on them, such as more time on the computer, special candy, or even "No Chores Today!" Fold these and place them in the fish bowl with the chore cards. Use the system daily, weekly, or as often as you need.

This system gives children an opportunity to have fun with chores, because they like knowing that there may be an exciting reward, and you don't have to deal with tantrums. You can replace old rewards with new ones, add different chores as the seasons change, or create new rules like "do-overs." (If your child isn't in the mood to do the selected chore, he or she can choose another.) The possibilities are endless.

Beth contacted me today to let me know how it was going. She put this technique into play a few weeks ago, and she has been having a blast. She said that the first thing her kids want to do in the morning is pick from the fish bowl. Her son even asked to pick out an extra chore. He was willing to take the chance to pick a chore for an opportunity to get a reward!

This tells me that creativity goes a long way, especially when it comes to getting organized. Using creative techniques like this one can reduce the amount of time you spend organizing and cleaning your home. Creativity can take the boredom out of chores and make housework fun for kids.

Does anyone out there have other game ideas for getting kids organized? I'd love to hear them.

--Sara Bereika CPO, Neat Organizing

A Decapitated Birthday To You!

It's a fine thing to pledge not to raise spoiled children, but another thing entirely to put into practice. And I'm pretty sure I'm flunking the test, at least by birthday standards.

Alice asked for only one thing this year—something she saw at our neighborhood drugstore before Christmas, but she'd already put in her request for a stuffed puppy with Santa in her stocking, and I let her know she wasn't going to get another toy.

I figured she'd forget about this object by the time her birthday came around. After all, she only got a quick glimpse of the thing while we were picking up prescription medicine. What's more, it was up on the top shelves, where they store out-of-season stuff and the things that are really embarrassing to ask for, like in-home toilets on wheels for the elderly.

But no.

Alice did not forget the thing she wanted, which has to be one of the most horrifying toys ever created. I call it...The Decapitated Head of Barbie. But even this grim name isn't entirely accurate, as Barbie's head comes with a pair of swiveling severed hands.

"Mama," she said, in her sweet little voice. "For my birthday I really want the Barbie Head that you put the makeup on."

"Really?" I squeaked. "Not a book?" (Note to self: this is a good way to make books seem like asparagus.)

"I really want the Barbie head," she said.

And so, two days before her birthday, I put it on my list of Errands That Must Be Accomplished Or Else (the longest title Cozi lets you have).

While I was attending to another item on that list, I noticed a drugstore. So that was my first stop. I prowled the aisles, stopping to pick up special napkins for Alice's class party, along with Valentines that both kids would need to sign and hand out on Friday.

I looked high, where the rolling toilets are kept. I looked low, where the hemorrhoid and foot creams lurk.
No decapitated head.

I sighed and drove across town to the other drugstore. The one where Alice had first seen the head. I walked through the entire store, taking note of endless unmentionable and embarrassing products, many of which I have had sad occasion to use.

No head.

I asked one of the shelf-stockers, who looked at me as if I might perhaps be a serial killer, which is ridiculous when you think about it because the thing about serial killers is they're never the person you suspect.

I drove home without the coveted head and immediately went online. ToysRUs had this frightening specimen on sale for less than $8, but there was no way it would arrive on time. So I called the store and asked the clerk who answered if they had the decapitated Barbie head things in stock.

She laughed and said, "No, really. Can I help you?"

"Really," I said. "It's a giant head of a Barbie a child can brush and style to her blackened heart's content."

"Let me check," the clerk said. She put me on hold and came back two songs later.

"We have a whole wall of them," she said. "We even have Barbie Wedding Day Sparkle Styling Head, which I might get because I'm getting married in two weeks."

Yes, she might get that, because it's the sort of goofy thing you buy when you're a bride and you think your wedding is really the most important day of your life and everything that has anything to do with the occasion seems like a sensible use of your money.

"Great," I said. "My husband will stop by tomorrow on his way home from work."

It was a perfect plan, except that Adam forgot to stop by on his way home from work, despite a text message I sent to him on the way.

So he and Lucy had to sneak out that night and purchase the head. I wish I could have been there because when they rounded the corner and saw the wall of heads, Lucy apparently gasped. It takes a lot to frighten that kid, so it must have been spectacular seeing all those huge eyes and floating hands and golden hair looming under buzzing fluorescent lights.

When Alice woke up on her birthday morning, Lucy presented the unwrapped gift, using her arms as a sort of makeshift platter.

You know, it's not every child who wants a severed head on a platter to celebrate her fifth birthday. And even though it's plastic and tacky and everything I grouse about kids' toys, it's what she'd asked for. The family went to great lengths to make it happen—perhaps even spoiling her—but that was the feeling I wanted her to have when she woke up as a five-year-old: that dreams really do come true.

Even if they happen also to be your mother's creepy nightmare.

Happy birthday, Alice.

-Martha Brockenbrough

Cozi Shopping List Improvements!

For all of you who have asked for improvements to Cozi shopping lists, we’ve got good news for you. We’ve added significant new features to the shopping list feature of Cozi! These changes are in direct response to the feature requests we’ve received from Cozi families, and the improvements dramatically affect the way you use your Cozi lists.

One of the biggest changes is the ability to reorganize the order of your lists and select the list that’s featured on your Cozi home page. Before, your lists were positioned in the order in which they were created. There was no way to reposition the lists or change the list that appeared in the shopping list section of your Cozi home page. With the improvements we’ve made, you can now move your lists around in any order you choose, and you can select which list is featured when you sign in to Cozi. For some, it will be a daily “to do” list, and for others it might be a grocery list. You can choose a particular list and leave it there, or change it frequently; it’s up to you!

To organize the order of your lists, sign in to Cozi and click on the shopping list area. From there, you’ll see a line-up of all your lists, with a More Lists menu on the right side of your screen. If you click this menu, you’ll see any additional lists you have in your account, with an option at the bottom to Organize Lists. With this option, you can reposition any of your lists within your shopping list section. The list you choose for the top slot will be the one that appears on your home page when you sign in to Cozi.

Another big change is the ability to reposition items within a list in the order you choose. Many Cozi users have told us they want to organize their grocery lists by aisle or food category, rather than be locked in to the order in which they enter the items. With the new changes, you may add items in any order you like, and reposition them in a different order later. Maybe you like to organize by aisle, but your husband likes a different view, with all the beverages listed together, and all the dry goods listed together. Depending on which one of you ends up doing the shopping, just move items around with a quick drag and drop to suit your taste.

Finally, we’ve made it easier to enter items on your shopping lists by adding an auto-complete feature. With this new feature, you can just start typing the item you want, and commonly entered items will appear as options. For example, typing "A" will generate a multitude of options, including apples, apple juice, apple sauce, asparagus, or aspirin. Select your item from the list, and move on to the next item. It’s that easy!

In addition to changes to the shopping list feature, we’ve also made other key improvements that many of you have requested, including a significant change to the printed version of your Cozi calendar. When you print your monthly calendar, you’ll now see gridlines to separate the dates. You’ll also see improved contrast in the printed version of Cozi if you’re using a low-contrast monitor. Finally, the shopping list size has been adjusted so that you’re more likely to be able to print out lists on a single page.

Thanks for your help with these improvements! Your comments and suggestions have been critical in our ongoing improvements to Cozi, and we sincerely value your input. We welcome your continued feedback on any feature at any time at support@cozi.com. Enjoy!