Mrs. Pinkelmeyer, LLC - President
Boca Raton, FL
http://www.MrsPinkelmeyer.com
Approximately 14 years ago, my Sister and Brother-in-Law went away on vacation and I was helping to take care of their only child at the time. We spent time going to gym class, playing and walking in Central Park. Each night I would help give him dinner, bathe him and put him to bed with a story. During dinner time each night, my Sister and Brother-in-law would call home to check in and see how Henry was doing. Henry would hear their voice on the phone and begin to cry. It was heartbreaking to all. At least my Sister could hang up and hopefully enjoy a nice dinner on the beach, while I sat in their kitchen on a cold winter’s night with their inconsolable child.
What’s an Aunt t...
Approximately 14 years ago, my Sister and Brother-in-Law went away on vacation and I was helping to take care of their only child at the time. We spent time going to gym class, playing and walking in Central Park. Each night I would help give him dinner, bathe him and put him to bed with a story. During dinner time each night, my Sister and Brother-in-law would call home to check in and see how Henry was doing. Henry would hear their voice on the phone and begin to cry. It was heartbreaking to all. At least my Sister could hang up and hopefully enjoy a nice dinner on the beach, while I sat in their kitchen on a cold winter’s night with their inconsolable child.
What’s an Aunt to do? Improvise, I thought…I danced around the kitchen singing and acting like a buffoon…only for him to wail louder. Sweaty and nervous at that point, I thought I had no chance of ever stopping the persistently louder screams for his Mommy and Daddy. It was at that moment when MRS. PINKELMEYER was born. I picked up the telephone and pretended to call a lady that I named Mrs. Pinkelmeyer…the funnier the name sounded the more chance I thought I had that Henry would also think it was funny. I not only pretended to call her, but I had to be her as well, and of course she had a British accent. When ‘her phone rang,’ she answered it by saying… “My name is Mrs. Pinkelmeyer, and you have called me Henry while I am making a delicious Rrrrump Rrrroast (said with a rolling tongue) for dinner.”
The most amazing thing happened….tears and screams subsided and they were replaced with laughter….it worked, it worked, I thought…keep talking to Mrs. Pinkelmeyer until Henry forgets how much he misses his parents.
Each night when my Sister called to check in, Henry would look to me to call and play Mrs. Pinkelmeyer. We did this every night until they returned from a lovely and restful vacation. Henry is a young man in his teens now, but still remembers the joy of Mrs. Pinkelmeyer and it is a sweet memory that we will always share together.
That memorable experience with Henry has inspired me to bring the character of Mrs. Pinkelmeyer to life….
Jennifer Kelman has brought the characters Mrs. Pinkelmeyer(TM) and Moopus McGlinden(TM)to life and created a successful home business with Pinkelmeyer products...dolls, Children's music CD's and downloads, Children's books, temporary tattoos and an interactive website. She has done all of this while raising her 14 month old boy and girl twins.
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