It was difficult to get through dinner with kids on their laps, but neither was willing to sully the Stokke high chair.
(Photo: Jens Passoth; Dwell)
It was difficult to get through dinner with kids on their laps, but neither was willing to sully the Stokke high chair.
(Photo: Jens Passoth; Dwell)
The modern family meeting, laced with an unexpected twist—naysayers are thrown from the balcony.
(Photo: Shawn Records; Dwell)
The Monday morning routine: hunting eBay for Raymor vases and firing off snitty missives to NPR about their recent foray into celebrity tabloid coverage.
(Photo: Jasper James; Dwell)
To jump or not to jump? Not even worth questioning.
(Photo: Todd Selby)

Turning his back to the empty seat proved a pathetic defense against the unending loneliness.
(Caption by UH; original photo by LovelyDistractions)

The only activity that could combat the horror of the child’s clunky Ugg boots—organizing the upper shelves by color and size.
(Photo: Shawn Records; Dwell)
Rather than come to blows with his sister over the missing Lego tree, he sat beneath his prayer flags and let the feelings wash over him.
(Photo: Dave Lauridsen; Dwell)
So practiced was he in the art of solar-sensitive living, that as the sun slid out of the room, so did he.
(Photo: J.J. Sulin; Dwell)

At some point he’d realize his was the only family who so closely resembled swine wearing grass skirts and little else.
(Photo: Jasper James; Dwell)
He had grown weary of their smoke-break debates.
(Photo: Nelson Kon; ArchDaily)