A small story…
Meet Bert.
Handmade by my mom,
since 1986.
When I was in 5th grade, my mom and dad gave me a puppet that wrapped from my elbow all the way around my neck. I named him Bert. He's been with me on cruises, road trips, and a lot of ordinary Tuesdays. Now mom is making Berts for other families, one at a time.
From the family album
Bert on adventures
A few of the places Bert has tagged along over the years.
Why a PuppetMom Bert?
Not a toy. A small companion.
Heirloom-quality
Built to be loved hard. The Bert I got in grade school is still here, fur and all.
Stitched by mom
Every Bert is sewn by one person — my mom — in her sewing room. No factory, no shortcuts.
One of a kind
Pick the fur, the eyes, even a tiny name tag. Your Bert is the only Bert exactly like that.
Meet PuppetMom
She's been sewing magic our whole lives.
Growing up, mom didn't buy us costumes — she made them. One year the whole family went as Muppets (dad as Big Bird, mom as Miss Piggy, my sister as Grover, and me as Kermit). Another year I was Pacman and my sister was Ms. Pacman. She even sewed a two-person Clifford the Big Red Dog for our local Civitan club.
Now she's pouring all of that into making Berts.
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Start your Bert.
A small deposit reserves your spot on mom's sewing table. She'll personally email you to walk through the details.
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