A Note to My Son: Zenny.
Your name is inside this company.
Because this journey began with you.
You changed the way I saw the world. I still remember how something as simple as leaving home suddenly felt so complicated — the car seat, the stroller, the diaper bag, the carrier. One more thing to fold, lift, carry, and remember.
Through every late night, every rejected idea, every version that was not good enough, and every person who said it could not be done, I kept coming back to you.
One day, when you are old enough to understand this story, I hope you remember this:
Never give up just because someone else says you can’t.
At the end of every tunnel, there is always a way forward.
I built this for you first.
And then I built it for every family beginning their own journey.
Love you, buddy.