I had never heard of it until Josh gave me a redneck bear a couple Christmases ago. He had a flannel shirt on and jeans, with boots. When you pressed one paw, Josh had recorded himself going "Siiiiix!? That's MAH numburrrrrr!" (think old Mark Martin (NASCAR driver) commercial). On the other paw, when you pressed it, you heard Josh go (in a really cheesy southern accent) "Seis!? Esta es me nuuuumeroh!" (From reading that, you'd think we were huge NASCAR, Mark Martin fans... truth is, we hate NASCAR!) I almost peed my pants. Since then, I go there every chance I get - even though they're a little on the pricey side.

Josh and I are going to go there in the next few months to make our son's first bear.