Holidays + Events

It's PMB's third edition of our annual ShopPDX Holiday Gift Guide, and we couldn't be more delighted do share our finds with you! We've teamed up with some of the best local shops to give you the inside scoop...

We love Halloween at our house. The kids are adorable in their costumes, neighbors open their doors to one another, and the kids come home with treats that we wouldn’t normally buy. I like a piece now and then,...

Becoming a mother has changed the way we celebrate holidays. We now have a two-year-old interested in trick-or-treating. Therefore, the idea of handing out mass amounts of sugary treats for Halloween sits a little differently. It is nice to...

It was 2003, and I did not know any better.  I had an occasion to celebrate, so I drafted a letter.  I wrote it, and bound it, and sealed it with a kiss. I drove it over to the post office, rushed,...

A day to celebrate motherhood, mother figures, and the mothers in our lives. Yes, Mother's Day is near. The word mother is a noun, adjective, and a verb. It's not just who we are, but what we do. As I reflect...

Ah, Mother’s Day. Twenty-four whole hours dedicated to celebrating us, the women who have embarked on the sacred journey of motherhood. The day when our children are perfectly behaved, we are lavished with gifts, our partners attuned to our...

Dear Children, This morning I think of you as I look about the kitchen. You are not here now, but there is evidence of you all around. Today there are more colorful additions to the normal food droppings that lie...

Dear Katie, Britton, Stacy, Josh, Suzy, Myra, Holly, School Teachers, and Everyone Else Who Has Helped Parent My Kids, It is with great humility and compassion that I write this tribute to you. You are the love of my life...

Remember when Valentine’s Day simply meant a dozen roses from your sweetheart and fighting for a table at a crowded restaurant? Those were the good old days! Now you have kids, so we’ve rounded up local, Portland activities to help...

Groundhog Day is a special holiday for my family, with a memorable, fun tradition from my childhood. The telephone would ring several times before it was answered. I could visualize my grandma making her way through her apartment to where the black rotary...