I’ve pretty much come to accept the fact that life with a 3-year-old is going to be messy. Sometimes really messy. So when Smicko’z came onto the scene, I was rather excited. It’s not-quite-a-bib and not-quite-an-apron. It’s a Smicko! Dubbed as cover-ups for the child who is “too old for bibs… still spillin’ like a villain,” Smicko’z really fit the bill at my house.