You, can call me cupcake

I have always loved cupcakes. I loved birthday and class parties in grade school, just for the hope of getting my hands on a cupcake. I loved the different flavors, and the single serving size. I enjoyed getting to experience the different textures of the frosting, the decorations and sprinkles. I loved how they would coordinate with the given holiday, and if I was lucky…there would be an inedible decoration to keep as a souvenir.

So when I was pregnant with Rylee, my good friend Dionne, the only other person I have ever met that loves cupcakes as much me, said there is this amazing cupcake shop in Wallingford that we had to go to. While Wallingford is a distance, I was up for the adventure. Nearly four years, and countless cupcakes later, I am here to RAVE about Trophy Cupcakes and party store. If you come to Seattle for a visit, are taking your kids to the Woodland Park Zoo, or just need to go for a drive, you must stop by. Their flavors vary by the day, but there is always something baked for everyone’s taste. The retro decorating and party favors are so fun and the house hot chocolate is unlike anything I have ever tasted and ask for a homeade marshmallow to go with it. You will not be disappointed!! Here is a link to their site, www.trophycupcakes.com, but be prepared to drool!!

The mommies on the bus go....

For the last week, Rylee has been attending a new preschool. Due to her speech delay, she was eligible for an intensive program through our school district that helps her get up to speed. The process of getting her enrolled was crazy long and so tedious you would have thought she was trying to get into college. Needless to say, once she was accepted, they told me that she would be picked up and dropped of everyday! At first, that was music to my ears. No having to drive back and forth, no loading and unloading of two, sometimes three kids, I only have to run errands with one. Yippee!!! And then I began to think, this is where I go wrong most of the time, she is only three! She is my baby. Wonder if they lose her? Is she going to have a meltdown?

Well needless to say, Lauren and I were the only ones that had meltdowns. When the bus showed up Rylee walked on, sat down and waved us goodbye. Only tears shed where the ones by Lauren as we headed back into the house. When school was over, back to end of the driveway we waited, and I think the pictures speak for themselves.
She has her sister back and all is right in her world again.

She loves the bus and it is the main topic of every
school related conversation she starts.
I am very grateful that all is well and that she has
this awesome opportunity to progress and gain a little independence.

There is a new menace in town....

How can toddler once so tiny,

and this cute...

get into sooooo much trouble?

The reason we don't climb into the kitchen sink....


is because mom has to use all those wicked

awesome medical skills she acquired in college.
(I am laughing and she is crying not because

her fingers are all cut up, but because she hates to

wear band-aids. Not her favorite!)

How can someone with such short legs, climb so well,

and destroy so much?

Of course this is Adam's laptop that was in my care at the
time ,so who really got in trouble for this one?

This work of art was done in permanent marker , and is
on display until the playroom gets primed and repainted....
Thanks uncle Mike;)
Am I alone...am I the only one being

terroized by a terrible two?