After 25 years as an IT executive, I traded conference rooms for craft tables, spreadsheets for sketchbooks, and deadlines for nap time. When my daughter was offered her dream job, I wanted her to chase it without worry — so I stepped out of corporate life and into something far more meaningful. Miss Mouse Market was born— a tiny workshop filled with love, laughter, and the sound of my grandchildren, Lyla and Declan, giggling beside me. Lyla often “chooses colors” (by pointing to her favorite blocks), and baby Declan handles quality control with chubby little hands and gummy approval kisses.