My Gavin turns one today. I’ve spent the last week or so thinking about how I wanted to approach this blog post. It’s a HUGE birthday. And a very bittersweet one for me as he’s my last baby ever. The caboose.

When I was pregnant with him, I remember people asking me how I felt about having five (FIVE!) kids. I would tell them {a little tongue-in-cheek} that at this point, I pretty much had it figured out. No worries, I got it. Gav made me a liar. After one whole year of being the mom to five (FIVE!) kids, I can confidently state,

“I have no idea what I’m doing. None.”

I’m pretty sure this is partly his fault. He’s smarter than an average, every day, run-of-the-mill, totally normal baby. He’s a thinker. With the introduction of any new-to-him experience, he goes really still and quiet. Sometimes only his eyeballs move. And then BAM! He’s got it all figured out and he’s trying to get the poker down from the fire tools. Or he’s trying to plug something into the wall. Or he’s just made it through the “baby proof” bars of the stair case and he didn’t die because you’ve got him by the ankle. Or he’s showing you that it doesn’t matter how far you scooch those glass jars back on the pantry shelf – he’ll find a way.


I don’t want to think about the implications of this as he gets older. For now, I’m slightly smarter and sometimes faster.

We started celebrating on Saturday with a trip to Salt Lake to have lunch and cake with my family.



Gavin had a blast with the cake. Even if it was a little bit “Wrecky“.


His first bite…


…at which point we realized that red and yellow frosting and a white shirt don’t mesh well. So naked it is!


We forgot to grab his chair, but since we’re awesome parents, we just let him up on the table.


After the kiddos had their piano lessons, we picked up a few things at the grocery store just to get us through the weekend and then we left for home.

On Sunday, Lars’s parents came up for Dunch (our version of a late lunch/early dinner) and some more treats and singing of the Happy Birthday Song. I didn’t want to do cake again so I made some Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies and we stuck a candle in it. And how awesome is my little guy? He’s spent his whole life watching me blow on the fire in the mornings to get it going and it TOTALLY paid off for his birthday. He’s my only baby to actually blow out a candle on the first birthday.


Happy first birthday, Gavin!





1. Loves earrings with unusual shapes.

2. Responsible: She has started babysitting a little bit for me if I have to run to Coalville or something.

3. Sarcastic and funny.

4. Super talented piano player.

5. Can make (by herself): Pancakes, eggs, tortillas, enchilada sauce, muffins, and more.

6. Loves Science and English/Language Arts.

7. Is reading The Phantom Tollbooth and Harriet the Spy.

8. Loves fishing.

9. Let’s Lucy sleep in the bed with her.

10. Taller than her mom.

11. Strong leader, but also compassionate.

This birthday was kind of different because Lars wasn’t able to be here in person. Bethany was kind of bummed, but we were able to do the next best thing.┬áHe joined us for cake and ice cream via Skype – we just set him up on the counter so he could see everything.

This kind of reminds me of the Wizard of Oz - "I AM THE GREAT AND POWERFUL..."

This kind of reminds me of the Wizard of Oz – “I AM THE GREAT AND POWERFUL…”



She wanted grilled chicken, mashed potatoes, asparagus and “butter carrots”. I have no idea what butter carrots are. I just put some butter on steamed carrots and hoped that’s what she meant. She also wanted a marbled cake with chocolate frosting – all from a box – and we bought some mint chocolate chip ice cream from Food Town.

We gave her a new camera (her old one was stolen out of our car while we were in St. George earlier this year) that has a video option and can go under water.

Bethany has grown into a confident, strong, beautiful young lady. She’s smart and sarcastic and completely reliable. She loves to mother her younger siblings and is (most of the time) very sweet and patient with them, which is really nice right now while Lars is away.

Happy birthday, Bethie!