For Valentine's Day, I gave Xavier and India a gift I have been working on for over a month - a play bakery. I made felt pastries - pies, donuts, sugar cookies, and ice cream cones, along with finger-knit cinnamon rolls, and added store-bought shower poofs to use as ice cream scoops.
We topped it off with a play register, dollies, and boxes and pastry bags. The kids are in sweets heaven. I tried to play with them the first time around so that I could show them the ropes - I wanted to show them how to pack a dozen donuts, ring up customers, explain the ice cream cones. I wanted to be the shop owner and have them as customers, but I was literally pushed to the side.
"Mama, I'm sorry, but this is our bakery," Xavier firmly stated within three seconds of laying eyes on my mini-masterpiece. India concurred, and I concretely became the customer. I was also told I could not buy a dozen donuts, because they weren't selling all their donuts to one person and that each donut was $4, so I think my children are hipsters.
I know this investment of my time was well-worth it. The kids love playing with it, and India has even started entertaining her "princesses and babies" (along with me) in the dining room of the bakery. "Just a minute!" she chirps, "I have to take care of a customer. I'll be right back!" and off she goes, taking on the role of charming shopkeeper with ease.
Unfortunately, the way the shop is set up ensures that it is constantly backlit, so I wasn't able to take any pictures of the stand itself. Let's see if I can somehow remedy that...