The store was born in Nyack corner Franklin and Main …inspired by my son Lucas who is now 16 and with a supportive husband who secured the place as a gift for Mother’s Day over ten years ago. My father and mother then on their mid-70’s were my first help, every morning they would sweep the floor and assist in polishing and pricing the wooden toys one at a time. We learned simple German and Hungarian animal names while my sister convert Euros to dollars. On winter, the back room’s busy with kids knitting or felting. At times we would have a puppet show about Jack Frost while outside the store was covered with snow. Then comes spring and those little-hands eagerly built fairy houses with moss and twigs. Between 2006 and 2016, some wood-workers and doll-makers have gotten too old to sew or carve. I have sold their last dolls and have found homes to the remaining painted ponies.