Family Business

The Question I Get Asked

By Scott (Papa Bear)

People ask me all the time: “Why did you start Momma Bears Creations?”

And honestly? We almost didn’t.

Not because the products weren’t good. Not because there wasn’t demand. But because Stacie would have been perfectly happy giving everything away for free.

Let me explain.

Stacie’s Heart

My wife, Stacie (Momma Bear), has always made things. Soaps, lotions, balms - all from natural ingredients, all by hand, all from the heart.

“How Many Bars Can You Make in a Week?”

Hey friends! Stacie here.

Someone at Pumpkinfest last year asked me: “How many bars of soap can you make in a week?”

I thought for a second. “Depends on the week, but maybe… 100-150 bars?”

She looked surprised. “That’s it? There are companies that make MILLIONS of bars!”

“Yep,” I said. “But those aren’t made the way we make ours.”

“What do you mean?”

Someone Asked Me Why I Do This

Hey friends. Stacie here.

Last week at our Carlisle Creative Vibes booth, a customer asked me a question I wasn’t expecting:

“So how long have you been doing this?”

“About eight years,” I told her.

“Wow! And do you… like, do this full-time?”

“Not full-time, no. This is… well, it’s hard to explain.”

She looked confused. “So is this just a hobby? Or a business?”

Three Years Running, and It Never Gets Old

Hey friends! Stacie here. You know how some people have “their” coffee shop? The place that just feels like home, where they know your order and you know the staff?

For Momma Bears Creations, that place is East Pennsboro Pumpkinfest.

Every fall, when the leaves start turning and there’s that perfect crisp feeling in the Pennsylvania air, we start planning. Not just our booth setup or inventory - but the feeling of going back to Pumpkinfest.

It Started with Teacher Gifts (Not a Business Plan)

Hey friends! Stacie here. People always ask me, “When did you start Momma Bears Creations?”

And honestly? I never sat down and said, “Today I’m starting a business.”

It started with teacher gifts. That’s it. That’s the glamorous origin story.

Let me take you back to where this all began - not in a fancy workshop or with investor meetings, but in my kitchen in Enola, Pennsylvania, trying to figure out what to give my daughter’s teachers for the holidays.