I think I may be too old, but I know my younger sister had a gloworm when she was a baby. Apparently she loved it so much she wore it out. I had long forgotten about this musical baby toy until a recently when I hosted a play group. Sweet Pea started to cry so one of the other mothers pulled out her son's gloworm. Sweet Pea immediately stopped crying and became transfixed by its big glowing head. Do I even need to say what happened next? Nana (aka my Mom) rushed to Target and bought one.
Despite her past fondness for it, I doubt my hipster sister would allow my future hipster niece or nephew to be caught dead with a gloworn. It isn't trendiest toy around. But Sweet Pea and I love it. It calms her down instantly. Thanks, Nana!
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