It all started when we moved to Maryland my mom had brought my mud kitchen. I loved using my mud kitchen! We just moved so, I didn’t have a place I could play yet so my mud kitchen was the only option. After a couple days I made a menu and named the mud kitchen, The Happy Bakery, my dad started to play the happy bakery with me. A couple months later my parents gave me an early Easter present, it was spoons, forks, knives, plates, and cups! I was so exited that I played right away! My dad eventually built me a playground and had extra wood so I used those for chairs eventually I got older and now when I got the chance to name the bakery, I’ll name it the happy bakery.
Even now every once and a while my dad stops by at the happy bakery.