My baby turned one last Tuesday. Our plan was to celebrate with cupcakes at Trophy, but then it snowed and since we live on a hill, I was too chicken unable to move my car. Ok, change of plans… I’ll just make her some cupcakes! Or not. I had exactly 4 eggs left and was cooking a big ol’ Thanksgiving feast 2 days later and had no idea if I was going to be able to make it back to the store like I planned. Luckily, we live a block or so from a 7-11 and sometimes they have eggs. Even though I am super klutzy, I was determined to have my baby eat cake in some form on her first birthday so I carefully made my way to the convenience store. They didn’t have eggs, but they did have the nastiest “fresh” cupcakes and the day was saved. I know, it sounds silly, but this was causing me great stress! I finally made it back home (after busting my butt 3 times) with cupcakes for my girls and they didn’t even care that I thought those were the grossest cupcakes on the planet because it was the little one’s first real taste of sugar and what 4 year old complains about any type of cupcake? Our celebration was topped off by a good old fashioned snowball fight with Daddy. It was definitely a memorable birthday, and I don’t think it could have been better. Here are a few photos to show off my babies. We’ll celebrate Ophelia’s birthday with friends at Twirl Cafe this weekend then Juliet’s party is the following weekend at the Children’s Museum! And, of course, more pictures will follow.