When I grow up I want to be a Candy Bar.

I met him the first day he began life in our fascinating world. His young parents were so proud, yet afraid of the fantastic responsibility of caring for this little boy. The wonder of young parents was laden with such thoughts as: Would we protect him and keep him safe?, Would we be able to care for his needs and juggle work? Would we know … Continue reading When I grow up I want to be a Candy Bar.