Hi, I'm Harold. I'm 47 years old and was born in 1950-a real baby boomer. I'm what people call an adult baby. I'm married and have a 5 year old daughter and am a very good insurance salesman. I'd love my wife to "play" with me when I get into my infantile state but she just isn't into it. Would it be so terrifble if she played with me a little? There are thousands of us all over the world. I wish I can explain the feeling I get when i dress up as a baby and get in my crib with all my toys but I know you wouldn't understand. You see, when I'm in my crib, I have no problems, no responsiblilites, and noone can hurt me. All I need is my "mommy" to take care of me. Actually I think it WAS my mommy that made me this way. You see I tried to run away when I was 9 and my mom caught me and she said,
"Are you such a big boy now, can you leave on your own?
Don't leave mama so soon, or you'll be all alone.
Now come to your mama, where's my little boy?
I'll give you a treat that I know you'll enjoy."
Would you like to meet Max?