Snuggle Me With Fun

From the baby’s mouth My mom left corporate America to nurture me in an old-time, halcyon environment of baby swings and strolls through the park. Boy did things change in a hurry. First off, she was frustrated by the product selection when she went to outfit me and my room. Everything was so predictable…pink and frilly for girls, and cars and trains for boys. BOR-ING! Just because I’m a baby, doesn’t mean I don’t have taste. Then she bounced the idea of starting a new company off my dad. My dad, a real kid at heart, gave her an enthusiastic …